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OC'S: Kelai, Lycia, Bronzo, Syran.
-Chapter Three: The Forbidden Temple-
Far away…in a temple known as The Forbidden Temple, lies desolate in Sabrine Desert. The temple is 3,000 years old; it was damaged in some parts. Why is this temple 'Forbidden'? The giant dragon head carved right in the center would glare into its daring visitors. Only dragons worthy of stepping inside would make it through, alive.
A giant brown dragon landed right in front of the temple. The dragon's horns, claws and tail were a soft yellow. His bright yellow eyes stared gloomily into the giant dragon head. The dragon head's eyes glowed red. "Reveal thyself." The head commanded. Receiving the message through thought, the dragon replied; "Yiaxn, dragon of…" "Silence, you're identity is all I've asked!!" The dragon head commanded with a roar.
Yiaxn quickly bowed in the dragon head's command. "You think you're worthy of entering my throne? I had many dragons unworthy of even stepping up to the temple doors. Why must you think you actually have a chance, Yiaxn?" The dragon asked, sheepishly. "W-Well, I ventured through many sacred grounds, except this one, your honor. Consider me an explorer, your honor." Yiaxn replied, nervously yet firm.
"Hmm…very well, enter the temple, you have 30 minutes to venture inside and come out. If you make out over that time, you will be exterminated, use you're time wisely." The dragon head said. Yiaxn bows once more and slowly walks over to the temple doors. He gulped then put his front right paw inside. Nothing happened. "Go on now, nothing is going to happen." The dragon head said, calmly. Yiaxn quivers a bit then walks inside.
Inside the temple were many statues of ancient dragons. These dragons were never seen before. This temple is well hidden, every night this temple sink into the sand and every fourth hour of the day it reveals itself. Yiaxn gazed at the many statues. Then, Yiaxn reached a dead zone, but he knew what to do. "A blaze of fire that burns though my will, allow me entrance, as I stand alone." He muttered. The dead end turned into blazing fire. A voice murmured a few instructions.
'Walk through the fire, don't be alarmed, something wonderful will happen.' The voice said, warmly. Yiaxn took no time to ponder the idea of walking through fire. He slowly moved his forepaw through first, not an ash to fall. He sighs in relief and walks through. A giant statue of Malefor, The Dark Master, was placed on a pillar. "Well look at this." Yiaxn muttered, shocked. The giant statue glared at Yiaxn with anger. The statue represented the rampage that pounded his heart.
Next to Malefor was another statue. The statue represented his ancestor, Hanabol, the dark spirit. The statue was a draped in shadow, the figure that was carved was a soul. Yiaxn stood there, bewildered. He saw, next to the statue, a tank that had a dark soul inside. He walked over to it. He stares gloomily at the soul as it pumps violently. Every time it pumped, it released a pungent stench. For some reason, it didn't frighten or bother him. He smiles evilly; he grabs the soul and gobbled it down. His body turned midnight black and his yes glowed green. "Nothing will stop me now from killing the one who killed my father. Ignitus, you're dead!!" He bellowed, flying out of the room. Once he reached outside the temple, the dragon head bellows; "Why you rotten little demon!!"
A dragon known as Yiaxn is now on a burning rampage to kill Ignitus, why don't I tell you why he wants to kill him? Look…
As Yiaxn reached the temple's balcony, he sat and watched the starts twinkle through the night. "Beautiful, isn't it son?" a bigger silver dragon asked. "Sure is dad." Yiaxn replied. "You known son, when you're mother died, she was brown just like you. You Rapid Dragons are really brave." The bigger dragon stated. "Really? Wow…" Yiaxn said, calmly. "Jiean, can I talk to you?" Ignitus asked from behind.
Jiean nods then walks slowly over to him. "Are you ready…?" Ignitus asked suddenly. "Yes…let me say one last thing to my son?" Jiean asked. "Of course," Ignitus replied. Jiean walked over to his son. "I'm gonna be out for a while, stay here with the Guardians okay?" Jiean asked. "Sure dad, anything for you." Yiaxn replied, hugging his dad. Jiean pushed his son gently and walked over to Ignitus and left inside the temple.
They walked into a small room, that had a stone platform floating upward, and fire blazing around it. "I'm sorry to do this, Jiean, but we can't risk Doomsday's appearance this year…please lie down on this stone." Ignitus said, sadly. "Please…don't let Yiaxn know…I don't want him to hurt you…" Jiean pleaded. Ignitus nodded. Jiean stepped on the plat form and lied down. "Fire…unleash you're wrath." Ignitus murmured. A pit of fire appeared behind Jiean. Jiean gives his final sigh and closes his eyes.
The platform slowly moved closer to the pit. The platform went inside, Jiean's body burned; scars and bruises peered like popping popcorn. Then Ignitus let his paw up, a giant bloodstained knife appeared in front of him. "Bye…Jiean." Ignitus muttered. He pushes his paw forward and the knife stabbed Jiean's heart. A scream was heard. "Dad??" Yiaxn cried, he ran inside the temple. When he reached the room, Ignitus looks at him, shocked.
"Where is dad?!" Yiaxn cried. "…he is dead…I'm sorry." Ignitus apologized. "No…! I'm going to kill you!!" Yiaxn bellowed, flying out of the temple. "No…" Ignitus whispered…
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