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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 14:33:13 GMT -5
Serrion nods; sympathy in his eyes. "I can understand your loss, but eventually you happened across Gaulroach didn't you? Eventually you witnessed him laying slaughter to my clan and that of the moon dragons, and I don't even know how many other clans beyond that." The blood dragon looked up at the mountains surrounding them. "Did you ever notice the similarity between Gaulroach and Vouchadia? The likeness between two mad dragons."
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 14:43:21 GMT -5
She looked away. "No. Actually what happened was after I left home I was stranded. I walked rather than flew and I just kept going until I ended up in the wastelands. I did my best to survive but I kept getting distracted. There was a powerful feeling in the air out there. I didn't really know it but it kept radiating out from a black tower in the distance. His black tower of course.
But you know, I wasn't strong enough yet for him. I had to wait years. I had to get stronger and perfect the fighting skills my sister started to teach me. That blind rage? It became all I knew. I wasn't even a dragon anymore or at least looking back I now think I wasn't. It was like being in love with blood. I needed it to feel alive in the slightest. I killed for pleasure. And you know what I was damn proud of it!"
She allowed him to absorb that. Proud of killing. She wasn't sure he could understand that concept. "That is when he showed up. He bested me easily. I was young and stupid and I tried to fight back. But do you know what? He didn't. He let me and eventually I stopped trying. I've never struck him since that day. He was the only one who showed any kindness or concern for me, Serrion. He wanted me to live! He brought me back to life. I stopped being so lost. He was like... I wouldn't say father since it wasn't so caring but he was some one to care for and look up to. He offered me power and a way to channel that blood lust. I became stronger than any one dragon in that tower! Do you understand that kind of need to belong some where after you've lost yourself completely?"
She seemed to relax into a dazed state. The story became less emotional vocally and more recited as if she didn't want to show him all of herself anymore. "He made me into what I am and I wanted him to. I listened and obeyed when he told me to go to battle. I never struck out at him. I couldn't and I still can't. You may think he is mad but I have such a deep admiration for him and I don't really know why other than what he did for me. Serrion you think of him as a killer and a destroyer but he saved me."
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 14:49:33 GMT -5
Serrion shook his head and closed his eyes. "His crimes against his own kind and life in general does not just disappear for his saving a single dragon. Whoever that may be. I don't want to fight you but he has to die for what he's done and if I'm not the one standing over his corpse in the end I'll at least make sure I bring him half of the way there. And if there is any amount of good inside of him I'll do him the kindness of making it a quick death. For you."
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 14:57:39 GMT -5
"I know but Serrion there's something you have to understand. I owe my life to him. I know you feel his crimes are too much to forgive but I see the other side of it. He's helped too and even if you don't see the kindness of any kind I have. I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for him and if he says I must defend him then I will. Even if you try to make it a quick death you may have to go through me first."
She paused an tried to suppress any emotion further. "Would you be able to?"
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 15:03:13 GMT -5
"I'd find a way around you." He didn't even have to think to make that answer. "I'd find a way to avoid fighting you. I don't want to kill you, or even hurt you. I couldn't." Serrion sighed and laid his head on his claws. "Because after it's over I still want you to be around."
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 15:06:15 GMT -5
"I think that's about all I could say for you as well. If it were up to me I would help you and make sure you were safe but since I am on the other side of this battle I must uphold my duties. But Serrion I do want you to still be around. That's why I made sure to warn you of what is coming. Times are about to become worse and you are going to become more enraged. Do not let it blind you. Learn from my mistakes because nothing hurts worse than to suddenly realize how alone you really are." She paused and looked down at her claws. "How alone you still are no matter how much you fight." Sheakria added quietly.
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 15:10:11 GMT -5
"No, that's not true. I'm not alone." Serrion looked to her, determination in his eyes. "That's why I don't think this whole war is hopeless. I have Talana, Fury, Venus, Nalia, Ebony, and so many others on my side. And even if you won't fight him with me I still have you. I'm not alone and neither are you."
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 15:14:46 GMT -5
"You have friends Serrion. I have battle partners. The wyverns are expendable, Gaulroach doesn't care for me for much more than a servant. He barely cares for his own daughters as far as I know. You have your sister and all the others you listed and you only have as much of me as you will allow." Her talons clenched. "Or as much as I can give. Really I need some one by my side to keep me sane and I fear I will never reach that. What if...what if I end up like I used to be? If I fight enough I can keep it pushed within me but once this whole war is said and done what if I can't control it anymore? What if I just snap like I did back then? Do you still have me?"
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 15:21:34 GMT -5
His eyes turned red and Crimson spoke through him. "Are you sure it's blood that keeps you sane, or direction?" They returned to gold. "Crimson's point is that what if it's just having someone there for you that keeps you together? Gaulroach's service in this case? When he's gone you'll need someone to keep you from being alone again... and if that's the case I'd gladly be that one."
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 15:24:49 GMT -5
She paused, almost surprised by this. Sheakria almost smiled. Almost because she knew Gaulroach was likely watching somewhere and wouldn't be happy with her for saying too much. "I'd like that but you know as well as I do there's a long way before the end of this."
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 15:29:53 GMT -5
"I can hope otherwise, can't I?" Serrion rested his head again. "I need to hope otherwise, trying to stay positive is what keeps me going. It's hard working your way up from the loosing side."
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 15:38:07 GMT -5
"Understood," Sheakria said. She slipped back into a little bit of military style formality. "Hey Serrion?" She paused and against her better judgement swallowed hard. She knew if her Lord was watching he would be enraged by this. To avoid it she shielded her mind, pulling a shroud of idle thought across her own and pulling Serrion's mind behind it. ~You are friends with the Shining Scales are you not?~
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 15:43:59 GMT -5
Serrion blinked, uncertain as to why she had suddenly switched to mental communication. She had done something else... a shield, but not to block him. But to block them both. ~They are allies but I wouldn't really say I have friends among them.~
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Post by Fury on Jun 27, 2011 15:45:49 GMT -5
~I am sorry for the mental link all of a sudden but there are some things I cannot say out loud. Would it be too troublesome to ask to keep up some idle "false" chat?~ Sheakria asked. She waited a moment to be sure her shield was good enough and heaved a heavy mental sigh. ~You will find a strike has been launched against your allies then.~
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Post by Serrion on Jun 27, 2011 15:48:55 GMT -5
He blinked. ~A strike? What do you mean a strike? Aren't you always fighting them?~ "You've gone silent all of a sudden, is something wrong?" It was not Serrion's words but it was through his voice, Crimson was commanding his speech so that his mind could focus on the mental contact.
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