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I don't wanna skip too much details though. Just the boring parts. Anything with mind control is thereby not boring.
We can time skip now to the lab I think.
Yeah I noticed that heheh. And I think our ages are from oldest to youngest, approx:
Edge
Regnum, Anemoli, Beelzebub
Lucian, Halley
Ferrum, Leonides, Noire, Sila,
Terra, Path/Relin
Blizzard, Forte, Sanare,
Charon
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December
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Skylark, Sleipnir
Edge
Regnum, Anemoli, Beelzebub
Lucian, Halley
Ferrum, Leonides, Noire, Sila,
Terra, Path/Relin
Blizzard, Forte, Sanare,
Charon
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December
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Skylark, Sleipnir
Edge quivered, both from their activities and the invading neurotic sensation coursing through his existence. He smiled only a bit. This was, after all, festival land and not the center of their city where the important people loved, anyways. Of course Regnum wouldn't stay here very long. Nodding thoughtfully, Edge smiled. "Yeah, leave all of it to me! I'll know what to do." Violet eyes traced over Regnum's pointed ears and his wings fluttered excitedly and he licked his lips.
He reached over, breath kissing the fire dragon's neck before he pinched Regnum's ear between two fingers playfully. "You're so adorable..." He giggled before getting up independently and opening the door, slipping out into the festival with a light, warm heart. Everything seemed perfect. He and Regnum could get married and have kids, and they'd live happy forever! They could have, but of was never meant to be.
Edge was oblivious of the gazes he got, humming and frolicking through the crowds.
"In a territory once called Peru, many ruins can be found, in addition to rather advanced remains of what appear to be torches, though how these primitive people lit them is currently unknown. Our ancestors had discovered elaborate headdresses and costumes presumably for use in ceremonies, celebrations, and festivals." The student cleared his throat, violet eyes meeting the blues, greens, and browns of his classmates. They all shared the same look. Poorly concealed disgust.
It didn't matter how smart Edge was, he would always be a foreigner to them, a mysterious purple-eyed alien from god-knows-where. Chewing the inside of his cheek nervously, the artificial lights focusing on him, the teacher made a hand motion from her position on the teleboard and the human wandered to find his desk in the seemingly endless rows in the academy room, being tripped less than accidentally on many occasions.
'It doesn't matter,' he whispered desperately to himself. 'I'll be a scientist soon and all this madness... all this paranoia will be over. Once I make the earth nice again, they'll have no reason to fear me any longer...'
He pressed a hand to the side of the rock formation, then quickly drew it back in fear.
"Regnum, that fiancée of yours is a problem. Who knows what he is capable of? You must stop this nonsense immediately. It is improper of a... a savior of any kind to be fraternizing with others. They have duties to uphold, as do you."
Swallowing, purple eyes watering only slightly, the hydra backed away from where the elders were, still out of sight but obviously not out of mind.
Skylark couldn't even scream as Leo lost his grip and he became a potato that was thrown down the stairs. It made him even more scared as he didn't realize that he was falling down the staircase, only that he kept hitting the ground painfully. And then he felt a squeezing comfortable tightness. The next thing he realized, the sap around his mouth was all gone as was the sap around his eyes. He raised a hand to rub the rest of it away.
Skylark grinned wondrously, eyes brightening like the ancient sun in the sky. "Father!" He buried his fact in his Father's chest, trying to be as close to his parent as possible. He stopped as he noticed Leo and the dragon's hostility. What ever was the matter? Father was nice. Of course, he had said some mean things earlier but Skylark trusted him. He was about to tell Leo to sit when the white dragon did something to all of them. He gasped in concern and shock. "Will Leo be okay? And where are we going? Father? Father?"
The gears in his little brain were turning.
He reached over, breath kissing the fire dragon's neck before he pinched Regnum's ear between two fingers playfully. "You're so adorable..." He giggled before getting up independently and opening the door, slipping out into the festival with a light, warm heart. Everything seemed perfect. He and Regnum could get married and have kids, and they'd live happy forever! They could have, but of was never meant to be.
Edge was oblivious of the gazes he got, humming and frolicking through the crowds.
"In a territory once called Peru, many ruins can be found, in addition to rather advanced remains of what appear to be torches, though how these primitive people lit them is currently unknown. Our ancestors had discovered elaborate headdresses and costumes presumably for use in ceremonies, celebrations, and festivals." The student cleared his throat, violet eyes meeting the blues, greens, and browns of his classmates. They all shared the same look. Poorly concealed disgust.
It didn't matter how smart Edge was, he would always be a foreigner to them, a mysterious purple-eyed alien from god-knows-where. Chewing the inside of his cheek nervously, the artificial lights focusing on him, the teacher made a hand motion from her position on the teleboard and the human wandered to find his desk in the seemingly endless rows in the academy room, being tripped less than accidentally on many occasions.
'It doesn't matter,' he whispered desperately to himself. 'I'll be a scientist soon and all this madness... all this paranoia will be over. Once I make the earth nice again, they'll have no reason to fear me any longer...'
He pressed a hand to the side of the rock formation, then quickly drew it back in fear.
"Regnum, that fiancée of yours is a problem. Who knows what he is capable of? You must stop this nonsense immediately. It is improper of a... a savior of any kind to be fraternizing with others. They have duties to uphold, as do you."
Swallowing, purple eyes watering only slightly, the hydra backed away from where the elders were, still out of sight but obviously not out of mind.
Skylark couldn't even scream as Leo lost his grip and he became a potato that was thrown down the stairs. It made him even more scared as he didn't realize that he was falling down the staircase, only that he kept hitting the ground painfully. And then he felt a squeezing comfortable tightness. The next thing he realized, the sap around his mouth was all gone as was the sap around his eyes. He raised a hand to rub the rest of it away.
Skylark grinned wondrously, eyes brightening like the ancient sun in the sky. "Father!" He buried his fact in his Father's chest, trying to be as close to his parent as possible. He stopped as he noticed Leo and the dragon's hostility. What ever was the matter? Father was nice. Of course, he had said some mean things earlier but Skylark trusted him. He was about to tell Leo to sit when the white dragon did something to all of them. He gasped in concern and shock. "Will Leo be okay? And where are we going? Father? Father?"
The gears in his little brain were turning.
What archetypes do you consider everyone to be?
In the back of his mind, he had known the whole time that the white dragon would bring him to his doom. His mouths crunched on purposelessly , their owner already defeated. He had experienced far worse than this. He had fought kings and queens, assassins and gladiators. He never would have believed it would be technology that ultimately proved his end. Yet, here he was, famed general of the Sky Knights, and a candidate to be elder. Well, those were the old days. He didn't know how they decided their positions now. He was hoping they weren't being sissies about it.
Grinding his teeth angrily as the dragon bit into his shoulder, he felt his blood boil in rage. How dare he bite him! How dare he! Why should the white dragon be able to violate him in such a way? Would the other also refuse him an honorable- a hero's defeat? "You... sick... pretentious bastard... I'll never... bow... down to anyone... but my king..." He growled, mouths chattering on in a chorus of general sounds. In little time at all, he was out, anger fading from his features.
Edge blinked twice. Well? What was taking Regnum so long to find an answer? His imagination raced at the possibilities, no matter how unlikely. The fire dragon probably wasn't into the dragons with black scales. Or maybe his bubbly personality was a turnoff? Or he was already with someone. Being an elder candidate just added to his attractiveness. And he was hot, in more ways than one. Edge was ready to run and hide behind the mulberry tree and never, ever, come out. Well, now that he thought about it, tree bark was... kinda not yummy-licious.
But then he was met with an intense and loving heat which he completely embraced. Every part of the fire dragon was at a high temperature. It was like Regnum was a furnace, and let off a constant steam of heat. Edge, so-called savior of all dragon kind, melted in the kiss. He moaned as Regnum's tongue traced the line where his lips met, the sensation ticklish and lustful. The hydra opened his mouth slowly, mind fuzzy with sensory overload. He felt his back firmly push against the wall of the other male's home and as their tongues met, he drew his own back on instinct as not to burn.
As only slightly tan hands reached out to squeeze the other's arms and sides experimentally, Edge peeked and cracked one eye open, taking in what the fire dragon looked like in this position. But even with all the love and lust they were sharing, quietly and wantonly eating one another, he could feel himself drawing the demons out of Regnum. It was like a shot of concentrate morphine, making him feel drowsy, dizzy, and in bliss simultaneously. Closing his eyes, Edge let it happen, unaware of would lead to his ultimate downfall.
Sky didn't hear what his Father was saying, only that it was indeed the white dragon's voice. He wiggled in the elder hydra's grip, trying to escape the safety of Leo's arms to see his father. His eyes and mouth were still sealed, but he made little sounds in response to his brother. ""Mph! Mmph!"
Grinding his teeth angrily as the dragon bit into his shoulder, he felt his blood boil in rage. How dare he bite him! How dare he! Why should the white dragon be able to violate him in such a way? Would the other also refuse him an honorable- a hero's defeat? "You... sick... pretentious bastard... I'll never... bow... down to anyone... but my king..." He growled, mouths chattering on in a chorus of general sounds. In little time at all, he was out, anger fading from his features.
Edge blinked twice. Well? What was taking Regnum so long to find an answer? His imagination raced at the possibilities, no matter how unlikely. The fire dragon probably wasn't into the dragons with black scales. Or maybe his bubbly personality was a turnoff? Or he was already with someone. Being an elder candidate just added to his attractiveness. And he was hot, in more ways than one. Edge was ready to run and hide behind the mulberry tree and never, ever, come out. Well, now that he thought about it, tree bark was... kinda not yummy-licious.
But then he was met with an intense and loving heat which he completely embraced. Every part of the fire dragon was at a high temperature. It was like Regnum was a furnace, and let off a constant steam of heat. Edge, so-called savior of all dragon kind, melted in the kiss. He moaned as Regnum's tongue traced the line where his lips met, the sensation ticklish and lustful. The hydra opened his mouth slowly, mind fuzzy with sensory overload. He felt his back firmly push against the wall of the other male's home and as their tongues met, he drew his own back on instinct as not to burn.
As only slightly tan hands reached out to squeeze the other's arms and sides experimentally, Edge peeked and cracked one eye open, taking in what the fire dragon looked like in this position. But even with all the love and lust they were sharing, quietly and wantonly eating one another, he could feel himself drawing the demons out of Regnum. It was like a shot of concentrate morphine, making him feel drowsy, dizzy, and in bliss simultaneously. Closing his eyes, Edge let it happen, unaware of would lead to his ultimate downfall.
Sky didn't hear what his Father was saying, only that it was indeed the white dragon's voice. He wiggled in the elder hydra's grip, trying to escape the safety of Leo's arms to see his father. His eyes and mouth were still sealed, but he made little sounds in response to his brother. ""Mph! Mmph!"
I was gonna reveal the rest of the hydra's stories throughout this arc as well. Also, sorry, got confused, thought I was controlling Sila lol.
Eye. And it's only fair, Edge having a literal chain of broken hearts. Replying now.
Yay! Back story time!
Forte ground his teeth in surprise, an involuntary gasp escaping his lips as the other moved with speed greater than possible, even for their species. Only storm and keeper dragons were known to be that fast. And even then, they didn't compare to this. He struck relentlessly, uncaring of tact or grace. His movements were maniacal, unpredictable. None of them hit anything but dirty air.
He paused, the dragon too fast to hit. Of course, the fight hadn't been fair in the first place. Relin had been enhanced by NANITES, something Noire told him enough about human technology for him to know exactly what they were. He knew he couldn't possibly win. He was playing a game with the AI on the highest difficulty setting. He was flipping a coin with one face.
As the white dragon closed his claw around his wing, the fragile bone structure caving in, the knight hissed and all his mouths opened and whirlwinds were created as he vented out his pain and suffering. Unlike the white dragon, his wings were not lost. As a hydra, nothing would ever be lost to him. At least, that's what he had believed until he saw Beelzebub lose his free will. December's grisly foretelling became eerily more plausible.
"I never needed my wings to help me fly..." Forte winced through the pain, then forced his swords into his body, mouths chewing gladly as the winds died down. Then, with one final roar, the hydra dove at the white dragon.
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Violet eyes sparkled wonderfully as their owner squeezed his body tighter into the space between the painting and the wall. He grinned giddily, knowing the object of his affections would be back any minute. The fire-birds were doing a lively mating ritual to commemorate the summer. The fire dragons loved summer, and so did Edge.
Today was the midsummer solstice, but in the Fire Clan, it was the Fengxiuang Festival! And of course Regnum, one of the clan's most powerful males, had been chosen to dress in a fancy dancer's outfit and put on a show in the center of the city. Dragons from all over the world that were on friendly terms with the fire clan had visited just to watch his tribute to the sky and the fire birds who lived in it. Edge hadn't gone to the performance, wondering of t made Regnum sad not to see the savior. I he saw Regnum or vice versa before he confessed, the legend wouldn't work. It was said if you confessed your love on this day, you and you'd true love would be together until death. Even if you two were separated or brought apart, love would bring you back together.
The young boy sighed dreamily with a dope grin on his face. He adjusted his red dress shirt and shimmering red slacks. Edge licked his lips. He wanted Regnum more than anything else in the entire world, and he wanted to be held in the fire dragon's arms forever and ever and ever! Ever since he had arrived, it was decided he would live in the center of their capital, where all the elder candidates resided. After he had gone hunting with Regnum, he fell for the handsome male. The fire dragon made him feel like there was sheep's wool in his tummy and it made him think of naughty things that made him blush. He spent a lot of time around Regnum. The young elder-to-be had an aura of heat he couldn't control that was constantly around him. T made him all the more desirable in Edge's eyes.
Wings fluttering excitedly as the fire dragon's scent washed into the room, like chili peppers and potpourri, Edge changed hiding places to behind the door. As it opened and Regnum strolled into the room, Edge cried out like a warrior and tackled his long-time crush from behind, burying his face in the crook of his neck, trying to be seductive but only achieved adorable. "Reg. Num. " He began nervously. What if the other didn't like him? Or was already engaged? Hesitating, he quickly got off his crush and stated, "I confess my love to you! You're stunning and you make me feel warm and happy and I wanna be with you forever." Edge blurted out, then blushed at his own awkwardness, praying to the gods Regnum felt the same. He blushed as he stared at Regnum and he might have even drooled a little. So...attractive...
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Skylark didn't see what the others could. He only snuggled with Leo and tried to send his dear brother a message. Only the feelings of compliance and drowsiness surfaced. He crinkled his brows. Why was he so tired? He didn't know and didnt really care.
He was blissfully unaware of their predicament, leaving Leo, Sanare, and Blizzard to figure it out.
He paused, the dragon too fast to hit. Of course, the fight hadn't been fair in the first place. Relin had been enhanced by NANITES, something Noire told him enough about human technology for him to know exactly what they were. He knew he couldn't possibly win. He was playing a game with the AI on the highest difficulty setting. He was flipping a coin with one face.
As the white dragon closed his claw around his wing, the fragile bone structure caving in, the knight hissed and all his mouths opened and whirlwinds were created as he vented out his pain and suffering. Unlike the white dragon, his wings were not lost. As a hydra, nothing would ever be lost to him. At least, that's what he had believed until he saw Beelzebub lose his free will. December's grisly foretelling became eerily more plausible.
"I never needed my wings to help me fly..." Forte winced through the pain, then forced his swords into his body, mouths chewing gladly as the winds died down. Then, with one final roar, the hydra dove at the white dragon.
---
Violet eyes sparkled wonderfully as their owner squeezed his body tighter into the space between the painting and the wall. He grinned giddily, knowing the object of his affections would be back any minute. The fire-birds were doing a lively mating ritual to commemorate the summer. The fire dragons loved summer, and so did Edge.
Today was the midsummer solstice, but in the Fire Clan, it was the Fengxiuang Festival! And of course Regnum, one of the clan's most powerful males, had been chosen to dress in a fancy dancer's outfit and put on a show in the center of the city. Dragons from all over the world that were on friendly terms with the fire clan had visited just to watch his tribute to the sky and the fire birds who lived in it. Edge hadn't gone to the performance, wondering of t made Regnum sad not to see the savior. I he saw Regnum or vice versa before he confessed, the legend wouldn't work. It was said if you confessed your love on this day, you and you'd true love would be together until death. Even if you two were separated or brought apart, love would bring you back together.
The young boy sighed dreamily with a dope grin on his face. He adjusted his red dress shirt and shimmering red slacks. Edge licked his lips. He wanted Regnum more than anything else in the entire world, and he wanted to be held in the fire dragon's arms forever and ever and ever! Ever since he had arrived, it was decided he would live in the center of their capital, where all the elder candidates resided. After he had gone hunting with Regnum, he fell for the handsome male. The fire dragon made him feel like there was sheep's wool in his tummy and it made him think of naughty things that made him blush. He spent a lot of time around Regnum. The young elder-to-be had an aura of heat he couldn't control that was constantly around him. T made him all the more desirable in Edge's eyes.
Wings fluttering excitedly as the fire dragon's scent washed into the room, like chili peppers and potpourri, Edge changed hiding places to behind the door. As it opened and Regnum strolled into the room, Edge cried out like a warrior and tackled his long-time crush from behind, burying his face in the crook of his neck, trying to be seductive but only achieved adorable. "Reg. Num. " He began nervously. What if the other didn't like him? Or was already engaged? Hesitating, he quickly got off his crush and stated, "I confess my love to you! You're stunning and you make me feel warm and happy and I wanna be with you forever." Edge blurted out, then blushed at his own awkwardness, praying to the gods Regnum felt the same. He blushed as he stared at Regnum and he might have even drooled a little. So...attractive...
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Skylark didn't see what the others could. He only snuggled with Leo and tried to send his dear brother a message. Only the feelings of compliance and drowsiness surfaced. He crinkled his brows. Why was he so tired? He didn't know and didnt really care.
He was blissfully unaware of their predicament, leaving Leo, Sanare, and Blizzard to figure it out.
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