The Chronicles of the White Dragon Part 2: The Crossroads of Time

by Blackshadow999

When things of history thought lost begin to be seen once more; fear grips many, none can choose how events will turn out in the end. What is left from an ancient war is rediscovered by Saber, but he finds more than he bargained for. An enemy long forgotten returns! and intends to finish wha they started. A tale traversing and transcending even the bounds of time itself. Part 2of3

22. 22 Deja Vu At Every Turn

White Dragon 2-22

A/n

Here is chapter 22. More new stuff coming in this chapter… things that I've been planning early on in this part of the chronicles. I don't own any of the Legend of Spyro characters or story itself, just my characters and my inspiration. For those characters I don't own but am borrowing from others who read and have allowed me to use their characters, I thank you. Now enough from me, on with the chapter.

Chapter 22: Déjà Vu At Every Turn

-Recap-

The place was unlike most cities I've seen… other than maybe those ruins in Mistborne, but those were weird in their own way. "So Chizuru, what do you make of that city ahead of us?" I asked.

"Can't say I've seen anything like it myself," she replied to me.

-Present Time-

-Saber's pov-

Over the plains I flew with Chizuru riding me, both of us taking in more detail of the city ahead of us as we drew closer. The more distance we closed, the more I had to wonder why a city like this would be built out here… in what could easily be called 'the middle of nowhere'. That wasn't the only thing that was giving me food for thought, there was something about this city that was giving me an ongoing feeling of déjà vu. Know I haven't been around this place, would remember a city like this, but… maybe since I've seen something like it in some of the memories, that could be the reason why this may be familiar. It wouldn't surprise me if that's why, it wouldn't be the first time it's has happened for me.

Since Chizuru and were getting within respectable distance of this city, not spitting distance, but given time, we would; began the descent to the city, the entrance specifically or what I believed was the front entrance. However, then my senses told me I wasn't alone and not referring to Chizuru on my back either. Glancing over my shoulder, I spotted a number of dragons and dragonesses above and behind me getting closer. Said group wouldn't have taken me off guard or by surprise, if not for one of its members. In the lead was the assumed leader and she was a dragoness, though not just any random one, her scales were white like my own! Made a split second decision that it would be in Chizuru and my best interest to land, mostly to show that we were nothing to worry about. Have had more than enough trouble to last me for a while, thanks mostly to the ancient enemy as of late.

Landed on the ground and furled my wings, tucking them to my sides, waiting for whatever was going to happen. The group of dragons and dragonesses came to land around the two of us, I kept my guard up as the circle of dragons closed in a tad tighter around my friend and me. My eyes scanned around the circle, taking in the expressions and body language of the members of the circle. This single talent of being able to read body language and expression like I can, has saved me so much trouble… and so it would do so again, mark my words.

My sight ended out on the one I believed was the leader of this group, by the way the others looked to her and the way she held herself. The dragoness, as I said had white scales, though the color was more that of white sand. Her underbelly was silver as were the underside of her wings, however her wings weren't made up of the spines with membranes filling between the spine and body like mine or the majority of dragons that I see. No, this dragoness had what appeared to be more like feathers that you see birds have. The first time I've seen wings like this white dragoness has, very different. Overall, she had an athletic feminine build, with a height of fourteen feet and five inches and the length of sixteen feet four inches. Her eyes were a light green color, which fit this dragoness somehow, don't ask me why.

The dragoness's horns were grey and looked to have scale like sections that started from the bottom of her eye level and between the eyes themselves. From there, her horns ran up the crest of her head past just above her ears and kept going upward at twenty degrees, curving outward slightly as they went. The dragoness's horns formed sort of a 'V' shape overall. Down the back of her neck flowed a fur like mane of hair that ended at the base of her neck. My eyes flicked to get a view of her tail blade, as has become habit. Said tail blade seemed to be made up of two long spikes that came out on either side at fifteen degrees and were a foot or so in length. It was clear that she was older than me… somewhere in her prime years of life… just have no idea how long that period is for dragons. I mean, the guardians are still technically still in their prime… just not in the beginning, so I really don't know where the start point or cut off point for the prime years for dragons. Let's just go with that this dragoness is in her early prime, that's all I can be sure of.

"You there," the white dragoness said tilting her head in my direction for a moment, "Who are you? For you are not from around here as none of us have seen you."

Are there no such thing as good manners here? When you ask for another's name, you give your own first before expecting the other's in return. I was about to answer, when one of the other dragons here spoke, "She does not seem to be bad or anything, though I have never seen whatever is on her back."

Wha?! … did they just… do I look like a female?! Nothing against girls, females or women, for I have no bias against them. However, I'm a male and freaking proud of that fact PERIOD! Took a moment to take a deep breath and calm down… I need a venting session sometime soon… But before that, there is a need for me to correct this clear misunderstanding that has been made. "Excuse me, but I am one hundred percent male thank you very much, not a dragoness, would think my more muscular and masculine body shape would make that easy to see. As to who I or my companion are, it is considered good manners to give your own name before you get mine where we are from." I stated clearly.

All of those in the circle were… shocked for some reason, of me telling them that I'm a male… which is odd. I mean come on, it should be obvious that I'm a guy and not a gal, by the way I act and hold myself. Among the dragon race especially, as according to the 'responsible adult' dragons and dragonesses I happen to know; I'm rude, crude, overbearing… you know, think I should stop there. It can be seen as an insult for many, but with the ones that I'm thinking about, when such descriptions are being referred to me, it's a compliment… just saying.

The white dragoness shook her head a bit before refocusing on me, "My name is Fina," she said inclining her head towards Chizuru and me.

Well, as she gave her name, suppose it's only right that I do as I said and give my own, "My name is Saber, and my companion's name is Chizuru." I replied.

After a small bit of chatting, between the group, Chizuru and I were apparently judged to be okay, as the dragons and dragonesses began to guide us towards the city. The closer we got to the place, the more the scale of this city hit home, it was big with a capitol 'B'! From our traveling companions, Chizuru and I learned that the city was named Ladius… name didn't ring any bells at this time.

We approached the front gate and that gate was more fancy than what Warfang had. The gate was made up of archways the side supporting structures on either side, which they were built interconnected to each other. The side structures were as regular multistory buildings on the inside if I'm seeing correctly. The outside was thick, solid stone wall, and as walls like this are normally constructed for the purpose of keeping undesirables out, I assume that this wall had the same reason to exist. The multiple floored structures were dragon sized, and were some of the nicest masonry I've seen while I've been here.

The first and lowest arch of the entry gate was between the top of the second level of the side buildings and the bottom third floor. Said archway made a bridge or crossway from one side to the other. With the structures on the sides standing at six stories, there was three arches at even floors, with a rampart looking parts at the top that went along the wall. The depth of the entryway to get into the actual city, was to my estimation, twenty-five meters. Didn't see any gates that could be closed, but they could be hidden for all I know.

We went through the entryway and came into the city itself, and let me just say, this place was impressive! I grant you, Warfang and Carona had an awing factor themselves, but this city Ladius… well, it had the same effect, but in a different way. The group broke up fairly quick, yet Fina kept walking forward, with assumedly a destination in mind. My curiosity got the better of me, I had to ask, "So Fina, where might you be taking us?"

Fina stopped for a moment and looked back at me, "I am taking you to see Elder Chiaia." She answered, before she resumed walking.

We fell into step behind the dragoness, but I was thinking about what Fina had just said. Two flags had been raised in my mind from that short statement, and really, it was two words in particular that raised those flags. Of said flags, one was a rather big warning flag, the other flag was one that was… of déjà vu. The warning flag, shot up at hearing the word 'Elder' meaning the one likely in charge around here. Can't forget my experience with many of the 'leaders' of the dragon realm; take the guardians for example, don't get along with half of them well if at all… actually, let me rephrase, I don't get along with male leaders really, looking back. So, conditionally, if this elder is a male, this won't be fun; if the elder is a female, don't know how it will go, would need more information. The second flag that had been raised, was at the name 'Chiaia-', got a weird feeling of déjà vu… can't place where the feeling was coming from or what it referred to. Although, I made sure to take note of the feeling, in case more information came up later that could help explain it.

Fina led us to the castle like structure and took us inside, I presume to where this Chiaia is. Went through hallways and corridors, to end out in a fairly large room that brought to my mind a mix between a library and some sort of council room. The reason for that, was there were bookshelves on both sides of the room other than the opposite wall from the doorway the three of us were entering from. This room was made up of two separate levels, the middle third of the room was on the 'ground' level while the outer thirds were a story up with stairways leading up to them.

In the middle of the center third of this room was… what looked like a globe like orb that was green and appeared to be made of water. The 'globe' was suspended a few inches above a pedestal that came from the floor. What purpose this globe and plinth served, I don't know… maybe something similar to a vision pool like at Carona and Warfang? A chandelier hung from the middle of the ceiling and seemed to disburse the light coming from the windows in the back of this room to the rest of this chamber. At the opposite end this chamber, was a desk of sorts, and behind the desk was a purple dragon.

Yet, upon closer inspection, the user of the desk was a dragoness, not a dragon, still purple scales though. The dragoness's underbelly was a magenta shade and her wing membranes were an orchid color. One of the rarer things to see a difference between the underbelly scale color and wing membrane. Her height, was taller than me at fifteen-foot seven, with a length of around seventeen-foot eight. She was clearly older than me… I would say that she is even older than the guardians are and though they aren't ancient, they aren't young either. So, I can't say what her age is, but I think it's less than Arkanis's own, were I to guess.

She had a build that was feminine, yet had a reasonably toned muscles, yet still appeared lean enough to look feminine. All that this means, she led an active lifestyle and the results showed. Fina moved forward, catching the dragoness's attention as she looked up from whatever she was working on. I saw that her eyes were pink as she looked to Fina. Her horns came out of the back of her head above her ears, which were… long, pointy and looked to be almost pinned to her head. Back to the dragoness's horns, they went straight back a foot and a half from where they came out. The mane of slightly darker purple hair than the shade of her scales, started just below the level of her horns and went down to where her tail started. … I'm starting to see a bit of an unusual thing here with the dragons and now, dragoness that have hair or fur somewhere on them, wonder what the commonality is. Couldn't see her tail blade as that part of her body was still behind the desk.

I was staying silent for the time being, as the more I took in of this dragoness, the stronger the feeling of déjà vu became for me. Chizuru was quiet as well, in this, probably not knowing what to think or say in this anymore than I do. Then the purple dragoness spoke, "Fina, what brings you here today, perhaps something to do with the two at the entryway?" She inquired.

Her voice was an alto ranged tones, was somehow soothing… kind of like Selena, Cyril's mate's voice did. "Well Chiaia, by what they have said, they are lost and wish to ask for directions. However, the unexpected thing, is the white one…" Fina said trailing off.

My right eye ridge rose at being called 'unexpected', I was about to ask what Fina was implying about me, when 'Chiaia' looked at me and spoke again, "What is odd about him, Fina? Granted, white dragons are rarer than dragonesses, but they are not unheard of." She remarked.

I exhaled heavily, "Well, at least you figured out that I am a male," I replied in a flat tone, before pointing at Fina with a talon, "She and the groups with her, seemed to believe that I was a dragoness instead, for some odd reason."

Chiaia giggled at my statement, "Quite the bold one are you not?" She posed.

Chizuru nodded, "Yes, he does have the tendency to be… with varying results." She said.

I glanced over at Chizuru for a quick moment, before shrugging and turning back to the other two dragonesses, "What can I say, what you see is what you get." I returned.

Don't see any rhyme or reason to deny the way that I am, believe it better to be proud of how I choose to be rather than ashamed or embarrassed about it. Chiaia came out the rest of the way from behind the desk and with her in full view, I managed to see the last piece of dragons that I take in, the tail blade. Her tail blade, looked to be a long thin leaf shaped fin that appeared to be firm, flexible, yet stiff overall. Kind of looked to be a thinner version of what Spyro or Lara have to an extent. Chizuru and I walked further into the room, about halfway to the center. Chiaia came over to meet us there with Fina behind her. The violet dragoness then circled me slowly, looking me over; I stood still, letting Chiaia do what she was.

When she came to a stop in front of me, she just stared at me curiously, "I must say, you are quite different than almost all other white male dragons I have encountered, very unique." She said to me, I looked up and into her eyes, "In fact, you remind me of an… other…"

Chiaia looked at my face and into my own eyes, and she stopped talking, can't say why though for I don't know. Yet clearly, something about me was causing her to pause as I apparently, reminded her of someone else. I sighed in response, "I remind you of someone, okay, let us leave it at that and move on please." I said.

The elder dragoness nodded, and smiled slightly, "Yes, my apologies young one, my name is Chiaia." She responded.

Inclined my head, "My name is Saber," I introduced myself before pointing to Chizuru, "and my companion's name is Chizuru."

Chizuru bowed as I introduced her, Chiaia nodded in acceptance of our introductions, she then asked me to tell her about the journey that brought us here. Didn't see a reason to keep what had happened recently a secret… maybe the Archives themselves as I have no real idea how I can describe them with words. However, what happened inside it, there is no real viable reason to not say anything about that. So… started talking about leaving from Warfang, also describing the city a little with the possibility that Chiaia might know the place. After giving a picture of Warfang, I continued by giving a brief description of the members of the group I traveled with. Left out Sarana and what she tried to do to me, saw no reason to get into that and I wish to avoid that subject. Kept going with a short, concise summary of the conference itself, not really that much to say as not much happened in the end.

Then came the event that involved the Ancient Enemy… and that's where things got complicated for all concerned. For me, my life was put in danger, which forced me to begin fighting to keep my life… in this instance, making stir fry veggies. Of course, pandemonium spread all around the area and among the others at the conference. I lost site and mind of what happened to my friends, being too involved with Acura. Things got worse when Darkhar showed up… was completely sure I was doomed to become deader than a doornail right then and there! Chizuru had saved my bacon, quite literally back there! The two of us had been left with only one option, and that was to haul our rears away from those two trying to kill me. Chizuru and I managed to get away, but that brought a new set of issues, for me in particular.

The said issue, three words… 'my old man' still don't get along with him and I don't see that changing any time soon! So, I didn't mention Bahamut by name or describe him in great detail, didn't see a viable reason to bring up the old man unless I absolutely have to. Plus, I don't want to quite honestly! Merely mentioned that we had a conversation with the other dragon, before we left and ended out in the unknown valley. The rest of the story, is one she knows as Fina brought us here. Chiaia seemed to be impressed and amazed at even the short recounting of the most recent trek I've been doing. But, there was business to attend to, that being getting directions to get back home to Warfang! "So then Chiaia, can you direct us to where Warfang is from here?" I asked.

The purple dragoness frowned at my question, "Unfortunately, I do not know of this Warfang which you speak of. So, I cannot give you directions from here, I am sorry." Answered Chiaia.

Well… that makes things more difficult… guess there's only two options that I can see now; one, wander blindly and hope that we find either something recognizable or find Warfang itself in a short period, or two, try to come up with another reference point to work with. It took me a few minutes to come up with a possibility that could work, "Okay then…" I began, and then started describing the ruins in Mistborne, left out… whatever it was I'd seen back there. Chiaia's reaction said that the place I was telling her about, was one that she knew… a good sign!

"The place you describe… it is a place I have been and do know, yet different than how I remember by the sound of it." Said Chiaia thoughtfully.

It took a while, but eventually the dragoness did give us directions to 'Arcadia' as she called the city ruins. Chizuru and I could go that way, get to Carona and I already know the way to Warfang from there. However, I'm too tired from recent events, so we can start on this journey after we get sleep and eat I say!

-Scene Change-

Chizuru and I left the place we had met Chiaia, I still think there's something familiar about her that I can't place and it's bugging me. Now that we have directions to hopefully get home, we could leave at any time, but with such a LONG journey ahead of us, it would be nice to get a little rest first. So, we were walking around the city, taking in the sites, since we were here might as well right? While doing so, we were discussing what we were to do now that we had directions to work with. On the way back, I would of course, being the gentleman that I am, carry Chizuru on parts of the way towards Carona and from there, to Warfang. I'm not saying that Chizuru is heavy or anything like that, she's light enough to me. It's just the length of the journey that I don't look forward to is all.

So completely engrossed in the discussion was I, that I wasn't watching where I was going very hard and ended up smacking into someone else. The other and myself, toppled over and fell to the ground in a heap. Raised my head and gave it a shake to clear it and then looked around to identify what I had crashed into. Within seconds, my gaze landed on a white dragoness that was on the street right next to me.

The dragoness, was plainly younger than myself, though not by all that much, by maybe a couple of years. Four if I had to make a guess, which would put her at approximately fifteen years in age. I rose to my paws and gave her a looking over, would say that her height would be about nine foot seven and length at eleven foot two, give or take an inch either way. She had a feminine build, yet a tad thinner than Lara is, but she's still young and might not have filled out just yet. Her scales weren't as snow white as mine, more a dirty snow white in color honestly, with her blue underbelly and notably lighter blue wing membranes.

She had 'S' shaped horns which came out just above her ears, that were much like mine that were pinned to my skull, were pointed and of medium length. The white dragoness, also had silver hair coming down from the back of her head to the base of her neck. Again, such seems to be a growing theme… yet now that I think about it, I've been noticing that I'm starting to have sand colored hair coming in… probably will end out looking like Bahamut's mane of hair. Kind of been wondering if any have begun to notice the hair I'm growing as I have, but haven't thought to ask anyone. Glance at this young dragoness's tail and say that her tail blade was made up of two arrow shaped blades one in front of the other the end one appearing like a spearhead.

The dragoness then moaned softly and opened her eyes, which were hazel in color. She brought her head and glanced around, yet stopped when she saw me. My head tilted to the right a bit as I stared at her, then her expression shifted to one of irritation. "Hey you, why did you bump into me?!" She snapped.

… Beg your pardon? She wasn't watching where she was going either, I wasn't aiming to run into her as she seems to be implying. I stared her straight in the eye, "Excuuuse me princess? But you walked into me as much as I did to you, meaning you were not watching or paying attention to where you were going either." I stated a tad annoyed for being blamed for something that wasn't completely at fault for, "So do not place the blame fully on me."

The dragoness glared at me, "You are the one that crashed into me… whoever you are, you dumb dragon." She shot back at me.

… This dragoness may be young, akin to being a dramatic teenager, but her accusation is getting ridiculous. "Okay first, my name is Saber, not you, nor dumb dragon. Second, you were not watching where you were going, or you would have avoided me or said something." I was going to keep going in my sharp reasoning, before Chizuru hit my upper chest hard enough to get my attention.

Glanced down to her and saw she was giving me a look that said to stop badgering and to be nice. It wasn't bad as what Lara would be giving me in this situation, but it was still one that said the message. Exhaled in acceptance as fighting against Chizuru wasn't worth doing right now, "What I mean to say is, sorry, I did not intentionally bump into you Miss…" I left the end of my apology open for the young dragoness to provide her name.

"I am Nadlea," she said flatly.

Nadlea was about to say more, but the appearance of an adult dragon from around a corner farther down the street, which caused a scuffling that were all heard, stopped her from saying more. The dragon himself, had a height of fifteen-foot one and a length of sixteen-foot one. He had scales that were silver in color and his underbelly was cerulean blue and his wing membranes were dark blue. The dragon looked to be around the same age range that the older guardians were, so early fifties is my best guess. He had a build similar to my own, meaning averagely muscular, athletic, that type of thing. The glimpse I got of his face, show me that his eyes were gold in color. His horns came out of the top portion of the back of his head, the horns curving inwards slightly over two feet and forming a bit of a 'U' shape between the two horns. The dragon sported what looked like a fin that started at the back of his head and ran to his tail with spines that came out about every foot. His tail had a long wavy fin like you would see on a fish, where his tail blade was, so assume that fin is his.

The dragon came over to where we were and looked between the three of us, yet focused on Nadlea, "Nadlea, how many times have you been told not to go running off on your own like this?" said the dragon in a smooth tenor voice.

He looked our way again, longer than the last glance, "What is going on here?" he asked.

Was about to explain the accidental crossing and misunderstanding, yet I was beaten to the punch. The white dragoness Nadlea spoke before me, "He crashed into me, it's his fault," she said in the form of an accusation, shifting all the blame on to me.

Well, I would have none of that! The truth will be heard even if I have to shout it, "I beg to differ the account," I stated firmly, all turned to me, "You and I, walked into each other and fell to the ground. Neither of us were watching where we were going, so she as much at fault as I am sir."

The dragon bowed his head to me, "I apologize for my daughter's actions," he said.

Interesting, Nadlea's male… parent, and by his quick apology, this isn't an unexpected happening. The dragon appeared to be about to say more, but he stopped and simply stared at me. The gold eyes widened as they kept looking at my face, it annoyed me, "Is there something on my face? If not, then you mind not staring at me and tell me your name, since I have not heard one for you yet."

The adult dragon shook his head a bit, "Forgive me, I am called Silran."

I nodded, "My name is Saber." I replied.

For whatever reason, this is the second time that I have caused another to pause within a short period, it can't be coincidence. And it's when they see my face or something in the area, that the makes the pause happen. So the question is, what am I reminding the violet dragoness Chiaia and this dragon Silran of… or rather whom I believe is the correct inquiry. This occurrence is gnawing at me and I don't like that!

"As I said, I am sorry for what Nadlea did," said Silran

It was nice to get an apology, though a quick look at Nadlea said she didn't share the apology that her parent did. And for some reason, I was getting annoyed, in a way that I don't know for I've never had it before. I refocused my attention back on the dragon, "Apology accepted, though would be better if it were to come from her," I said pointing at Nadlea.

Silran nodded, before turning to the said dragoness, "Nadlea, do say you are sorry, you were involved." He said.

Nadlea, looked at me, rolled her eyes, "Fine, I am sorry I bumped into you." She said in an unconvincing way.

Teenagers… forgotten that I tend not to get along with those who are around my age within the range of couple years either way. Well, as long as this blows over, I guess that it doesn't matter if this dragoness apologizes properly. After that, Silran invited Chizuru and I to dine with them along with his mate, I think as some sort of gesture of kindness. Well… Chizuru and I put our heads together to discuss the idea. It wasn't a bad idea, we had nowhere to eat tonight, a place to stay, yes, but… well, sleep comes easier with a full stomach. Long and short of the talk, we agreed to say yes and turned around and say so out loud. And so, off we went in a group of four now.

It was a five-minute walk to Silran's home, which would also be Nadlea's I suppose seeing as she's Silran's daughter. We entered the house, which after a quick glance around told me this house was nice, not too big, not too small. That's about as much as I could take in, before the sound of another voice came to my ears, "Silran, did you find Nadlea?"

The voice was an alto, smooth quality to it, brought an unfamiliar trickle of warmth to my heart… only have felt this from Master Kai and a little from Chizuru's grandma. Haven't the faintest idea why this feeling is present now upon hearing the female voice.

Said owner of the voice, then shortly entered the room, she was a female of course as her voice had implied. Her height was fourteen foot eight with a length of sixteen foot eleven. She had scales that were milky white, while her underbelly and wing membranes were baby pink… haven't see that particular pink in scale coloration. The dragoness appeared to be around the same age range as the older guardians, so in her fifties, probably earlier end were I to estimate. Her build was lean yet clearly feminine, kind of can't miss that. As I looked at her face, saw that her eyes were cerulean blue, a nice blue shade if you ask me. Also noted that her ears were… exactly like mine, oddly enough. It'd been the one of the few variances between Bahamut and myself. Not that this dragoness's ear being like mine means much, dragon ears vary in shape and size.

Her horns went straight back from the top portion of the back of her head, had a slight curve upward in the middle and the straightens out at the end of the two-foot length. The dragoness was chatting with Silran, while I glanced to the end of her tail, to see an unexpected sight. By what I could see, her tail blade bore some similarities to mine in the way of having moving parts. It's something that I've not seen on many… really only myself and the old man now that I think about it. Seemed to be a horizontal curved blade that could unfold out, best description that I could think of.

Completed my observations, when Silran apparently finished his chat with this dragoness and turned to Chizuru and me. He smiled, "This is my mate Lana," he introduced.

Not forgetting my manners, as they have been drilled into me, thank you Master Kai… I bowed my head and neck towards the dragoness, "Hello, my name is Saber," I said.

Chizuru introduced herself as well, however, what caught my attention… the dragoness Lana, paused when she looked at me. … That's the third dragon that I've caused to 'pause' when they gaze at me… I still haven't an idea as to why. Perhaps I'm reminding them of someone, as Chiaia implied to me? On my end though, there was something about this dragoness Lana, that was nagging at me. It wasn't anything about her appearance or the way she spoke, it was the feeling that was making its presence known that I've felt only a few times in my life. As I do with any unfamiliar feeling or emotion, I put up my guard just in case something bites me in the butt… it happens on more than one occasion, so best to be prepared.

-Scene Change-

Dinner was nice, the dragon and two dragonesses were fine, my first impressions of Nadlea were wrong, but that's not new. Nadlea wasn't prideful… all the time, but she would be bossy as I've already seen. Silran is a decent dragon, don't know what to really make of him, nothing particularly bad, yet no outstanding good points either. Lana… don't know where to start with that one, she causes emotions in me that the number of people I've had it around can still be counted on one hand… or paw now that I think about it.

Chizuru and I left the house and headed towards the accommodations that we were being provided for the two of us. It didn't take long for us to walk there, wasn't actually all that far from where Silran's home was. The place wasn't big… well from my view, but it was enough for the two of us for a night or more. Day had been a long one, my body was tired and needed sleep and I wasn't going to deny the need! I found the bigger of the two beds and flopped down onto it and was out within minutes.

… The next thing I know, I was glancing around and instantly knew I was in the Ethereal Archives. No clue who called me here, or if that's the reason that I'm here or I just came here somehow by myself. As I'm not one to stand around and be idol, I wondered around the archives, taking in the scenery and inhabitance. No matter how many times I come here, physically or mentally, there are always new things and people that I see. Don't know how long a period I was walking without a particular direction in mind… when I bumped into another… I didn't have any real interest in seeing.

I grimaced, "Well well, was not expecting to run into you old man. Not that I'm happy or interested in seeing you, for I am not." I stated in irritation.

Bahamut gained a saddened expression, "I am sorry that your life has been what it has Saber, I never…"

"DON'T, you dare say that you never wanted such for me! I have heard enough of that from you," I interrupted, took a moment to calm my breathing before I continued, "I am not in the mood to deal with the emotions I get around you right now. Have been having an off day today… not like you would care."

Bahamut tilted his head to the side, "An off day you say? How so?" Asked Bahamut in a conversational tone.

… I may not like Bahamut, but he's listening right now and I need to get somethings off my chest. So, as like one time with Asreyel, I exhaled… and began my venting session, "It wasn't only today, it has been that last week as well, between the ancient enemy doing attempt number three of them trying to kill me personally, a conference that was hanging by a thread before it started and then the things that went down today… not been my day or week. There were at least three instances that when a dragon or dragoness saw me, they paused and gave a signal of recognition. It was weird in a way that bugs me."

"My my, you seem to be keeping busy," commented Bahamut nicely.

Couldn't help a sigh escaping, "You have no idea how busy and I do not volunteer to go into these kind of things. All I want is some peace and quiet… sure, I will go out and kick a** every now and then, no problem with that. My issue is when my life is put on the line and at risk of being ended prematurely, and I do not like those types of situations at all. I like living, so do not want or wish to die." I paused to take a breath, then picked up where I left off, "Then I get to a city that gives me a feeling of familiarity, definitely déjà vu, and I find out the tiny fact that I am not the only white dragon which is currently living. Although, have not seen another white dragon, only dragonesses now that I think about it. Anyway, then I meet this purple dragoness that was the first to pause and give me a sign of recognition, by the name of Chiaia."

"Chiaia was her name? Are you sure?" Asked Bahamut.

I was brought up short by the question, and its implications. Stared for a couple of seconds at the old man, "Yeah… Chiaia is the name she gave, you somehow know the purple dragoness?" I inquired somewhat suspiciously.

Bahamut nodded, "Indeed, I did, but she disappeared and I never did find out what happened to her." He replied.

Studied the white dragon that looks so similar to me, "I get the impression there is more to you wanting to find out what happened to Chiaia than just the violet dragoness." I posed.

The old man admitted that there was and then began to describe a dragoness… that I believe had been his mate, meaning she would be my biological mother. Again, I'm not good with parents, an established fact for me as proven with my 'adopted parents' when I met them and afterward. Yet… as Bahamut kept going about this 'dragoness' that was his mate, the description began to fit the appearance of a dragoness I had met today in fact. But now that brings up a question for me… and fills in an explanation. The reason I was giving pause to some earlier, because the dragon and two dragonesses likely had known Bahamut and since I look so much like him… yeah. The other question… "Say Bahamut, perhaps this may seem a random question, but can a dragoness identify a dragonet that is theirs if they have never met?" I asked.

Bahamut took a moment to think about my question, "In theory, it should be possible, but I know of no instances to prove such right or wrong." He answered.

Didn't get to ask more as everything faded and I woke up in the bed I went to sleep on, I sat up and looked around the room. Chizuru was sleeping soundly as far as I could tell, whereas I just laid back down on my bed thinking. Out of the talks I've had with the old man… this last one that had just happened, was the best and most cordial we've had. Still don't like the white dragon, but my dislike is lessening slowly… and with jerking steps back with some of the things I learn. Then there was the fact that had popped up, starting when the Bahamut had talked about his mate. The description… well, it had been a near identical match to… Lana, which made it clear to me that she's my biological mother and the one who laid my egg.

My talk with the old man, had helped somewhat to vent some of the build up feeling from recent events. However, I still needed a venting session and now as good a time as any to do so. I rolled my body out of bed and quietly exited the house, taking care to not wake my companion. Once outside, I noted that it was early morning as the moon was on its downward arc, so most if not all other than myself will be sleeping… less chance of interruption. The venting before last had been cut short and that hadn't helped me, made the time I had fully vented longer, harder and just harsh.

After walking around searching for a good spot to do what I see the need to do, and found myself a small pool of water. Decided that this place would do for what I needed… so, I plopped down next to the pool. I took a deep breath and plunged my head down into the water and began to unload my emotions in the form of gibberish underwater. Once again, am humbled and am amazed by the relief that comes with a venting session! I was on the latter end of what I was getting off my mind, when I heard voices when I had come up for air. So, I stopped and listened, as it was very early morning and few are awake at this time of morning.

"Dear, you really need to relax and not let this unexpected event trouble you," said the voice I recognized as Silran's.

By what he is saying, he's likely talking to Lana were I to give a guess, "I know Silran, but it is not just that the one you brought home looks similar, no, he looks nearly identical to Bahamut when he was that age. Then there is something else about him that I cannot place I… I do not know what to think." Replied Lana.

A fresh wave of anger flowed through me, my lessening dislike of the old man… that in no way means that I'm warming up to him or that I see him as a father or a figure of that sort. So, to hear how much I look like Bahamut… doesn't feel nice to me at all! What Lana was likely feeling around me, was her maternal instinct, kind of one of the reasons I asked the question I did to Bahamut. Lana didn't realize that I was her dragonet, but her mind and senses were telling her that fact.

I returned to my venting session with renewed vigor, with the added feelings of being irked at the comparison between the old man and myself. Dunked my head back into the pool and spouted gibberish for a minute, before pulling my head up. Sensed that I had company behind me, I turned and saw that my company was Silran and Lana. My expression shifted from controlled anger to a flat blank emotionless face, "You two are out rather early are you not?" I greeted flatly.

"The same could be said of you Saber," said Silran, "What you doing out here?"

Did some quick thinking, did I want these two dragons to know what I was doing and why? No, no I don't, Lana is my mother, and that would make Silran my 'stepfather' in a fashion, so of course I don't want them to know what I'm doing. I'm taking out my feelings of frustration and dislike of Bahamut, that's my problem and issue, not a subject to be talked about with others. Managed to plaster a smile on my face, "I was out for a stroll and suddenly felt the need to cool off and this pool fit the bill to do that," I said, putting a little feeling into the statement to make it sound believable.

Lana looked at me… much like I would think a chiding mother would their child lying to them when being asked if them doing something after being caught by the adult. "You are obviously doing something other than strolling and cooling off Saber." She remarked to me.

My smile faltered and disappeared… well, if I couldn't talk vaguely to get out of telling the truth, then telling part of the truth might work. I sighed before I spoke, "Okay listen, this is one of the ways I deal with problems that get placed on my back whether they are a result of my choices or not. I prefer to do so without others disturbing me and saying they want to help me, it is more effective than talking is for me." I stated seriously.

"Yet young Saber, talking does have good results. What is this problem that you are dealing with? Perhaps Lana and I can help you come to terms with it," said Silran kindly and Lana was just looking at me.

… Why is it, dragons and dragonesses don't listen to me when I stated the reasons I do things the way I do, and say that it works the best for me? I've had this issue and is still a standing one with Lara, she wants to talk rather than leave me alone to deal with my problems. It never has seemed like I'm saying anything complicated or difficult to understand. How hard is 'I deal with problems my way and it works' to comprehend?! And for this to be questioned by… my 'mother' and 'stepfather'… it makes this much, much worse. Then for my current problem that I'm venting about is about one of my other… 'sires' or parent… can anyone else see the irony as well as the frustrating difficulty in this?!

So, is it all that surprising that my breathing became ragged and a little faster due to the anger that was coursing through me? My head fell and I grimaced in contained irritation, "You cannot help me, not something that can be changed, or I would have done so before now," I replied in a low voice. Yet, I couldn't myself from muttering more of my pent up issue that caused such fury and pain, "Not like I want him as a sire."

There was silence for a moment, "Sire? You mean as in a parent?" Asked Silran.

My head shot up at the question, it inferred that they had heard the second line that I had muttered. Yes, I begrudgingly accept that Bahamut is my sire, can't deny it with the resemblance between us, doesn't mean I like the fact at all! I tried to keep my maw shut… oh, did I ever try hard to stop myself from saying more, however… the feelings I had upon the subject of Bahamut had been kept inside for too long now. So, some of those emotions escaped me before I could prevent them, "Sire yes, parent… no, I do not accept that." I hissed and then came the 'bomb' I SO didn't want to come out, "Not with what Bahamut did to screw with my life, and for me to have to look so much like him… I curse that fact."

Was breathing hard after saying that, before I realized what I had said completely. I snapped my maw shut, to prevent any more things I keep secret from being revealed. What made my horror worse… the ones I spouted to know the old man beyond a shadow of a doubt. … I've landed myself in a VERY deep hole and I don't know how I'll get out of it!

Chapter end

A/n

And that's where I'll leave off in this chapter. A cliffhanger I grant, but those are always fun to write and… well, keep people hooked and reading. Thanks for all of you that read my work, hope you enjoy it as much as I do writing it. Please some of you take the time to write a review or PM me. Those help me improve my writing and write this story and the others I work on. Until next chapter, peace out all!

Rayrudan

I get to explaining that, just not yet, but it is an interesting idea…

Merecor

Well… maybe, but it will be awhile before that would happen.

Sandshrew master

Glad you enjoyed, hope you liked this chapter as much.

Edmonton58

I suppose… honestly, I don't exactly understand what you are referring to, sorry?