Wake the Dragon Lord
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Adult +
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Blood Stained Stones
Author's Note: Short Chapter, but angsty! Warning for this chapter is sortta, character 'death'. THIS IS NOT THE END! there are several more chapters! Don't worry, the next chapter will explain what i mean by 'sortta character 'death''. Enjoy!
PS: Not Beta-ed. Spell checker doesn't work, if you find an error, please report it to me? ^.^ thanks! ;)
Chapter 6 : Blood Stained Stone
Anissina and Celi rushed through the degrading castle, rushing out of the burnt doors and into the court yard. Anissina saw the bodies of the King and Wolfram, but saw neither Gunther nor the dragon that did this. Celi gasped and rushed twaords her youngest son.
“WOLFRAM! Wolfie, please wake up!” Anissina rushed to Yuri and checked him over. His breathing was shallow, but steady, a large cut above his hair line drenching the black haired young man’s face with blood. Calling back for the medics she gave them orders to take care of Yuri and to help inspect Wolfram. She rushed over, startled to see Celi use her own healing magic to try desperately to stop the bleeding. She touched the ex-queen’s shoulder to gently pull her away so that she and the medics could take him back inside. Celi sobbed and shook, her hands covered in blood, watching as Wolfram was picked up and put onto a streatcher, leaving a large puddle of blood behind.
“Come on, Celi! we have to get back to safety!” Anissina startled as she heard a loud roar come from above. She looked up, seeing two forms fighting upon a broken wall, surrounded by death.
Yama roared and summoned several spikes of stone flying at the air mage. Gunther glared and blew most of the stones away barely dodging the remaining few, his clothes becoming torn and bloodied. Stunned by the sudden attack, Gunther barely had enough time to block the clawed punch that came his way. Catching Yama’s wrist, the lavender haired demon gathered his strength to flip the dragon over him. Clashing to the stones harshly, Yama’s eyes flashed and he roared and got up charging picking up a sharpened stone.
“YOU WILL DIE!” he cried as he charged. Gunther reached for a stone blade and flung at the dragon’s legs. Tangled up and falling to his face, Yama groaned and let the blade skitter off the edge of the wall. Gunther swallowed and swept up shards of stone with wind and flung them at the stunned dragon. Roaring as the shards hit his body he glared at the mage.
“If I must die, I shall take you with me,” a chilling voice came from the bleeding demon. Yama looked up and glared, standing slowly and snarling. He had no fear of this foolish demon, he had no longer a fear for death either. He had died once, and knew that this pathedic creature could do nothing to crush an immortal dragon soul.
“You will suceed in only killing that which you love the most, Gunther Von Christ. You cannot kill my soul. I shall simply wait to be reborn, or to posess another weak willed demon of higher caliber than this pathedic being. Weak willed, all of you. It is not hard to control one’s true fears.” The dragon walked slowly to the demon, summoning pieces of stone to become armor. “LORD Gwendel’s fears were simple. the death of his family, his friends, and his loved ones. Do you want to know where you were in that list? You weren’t in any.” Gunther blinked and his resolve wavered.
“What do you mean?” he asked, watching as the stone began to cover the dragon.
“In his nightmares, you weren’t in them. He thinks nothing of you. His love lies with Anissina. His friends are Yuri, and your daughter along with Yozak. His family, well that is something a retarded demon like yourself can figure out. His brothers and his mother. He cares not for you.” Gunther blinked and began shaking his head, somewhere in his heart and mind, it rang true. Why wouldn’t Gwendel love Anissina? They grew up together, and never once did Gwendel show any inclination to the men of the demonic race.
“No…it’s not true…” His eyes were no longer on the dragon stalking twoards him. Tears began to well in his eyes. Yama stopped just in front of him and watched his heart break.
“But it is. You’re weak, you’re not a warrior. You’re not like the others whom he loves and cares for. Anissina, the strong woman of his dreams, is the one whom he wishes to spend his life with. Really, is saving this kingdom worth living a life knowing that you are the one Gwendel hates? That you are the one who has tortured his life? Caused him nothing but anquish and pain?” Yama’s voice rose as he drew himself up to tower over the demon. “The thorn in his side! Who would want to love you?! Your king wants nothing to do with you! He wishes that you would have stayed in that little cabin, and left him to learn from his Godfather! Even your daughter wishes that you would leave! She has more immportant things to worry about than you’re pathedic worrying!” Yama did not see the hatred in Gunther’s eyes as it began to burn.
~ Is it worth it…?~ he asked himself as the dragon lord ranted. ~ NO! My home! My family! I don’t care if I am alone in this world! If I am unwanted by everyone!~
“I DON’T CARE! THOSE WHOM I LOVE! THAT IS WHAT I FIGHT FOR! THEY ARE THE ONE’S I SHALL DEFEND TO MY LAST BREATH!” Yama was taken off guard and the mage found his strength and slammed hisfist into the uncovered face of the dragon. Yowling in pain and the stones falling from above, where they were gathering to crush Gunther, fell upon them. Bones breaking, skin tearing from muscle, and blood seeping out from the spaces between the boulders, Gunther lay gasping for breath, as Yama slowly got up. The rock armor he had prepaired, saved most of his body from the punishing blows, but his abdomen was bleeding internally and he had enough strength in him to lift Gunther’s body from the rocks and stare at him.
“You fight for nothing…” growled the dragon, blood seeping from his nose and mouth. Gunther glared at him willing everything in his soul and body to come to this last hit, to take out the monster consuming Gwendel’s body. Yama slammed his clawed hand through the violet haired demon’s shoulder, puncturing through bone and tendon, piercing his way to the other side. He revled in the sound of Gunther’s agonizing scream.
“I fight…” coughed Gunther as his last strands of energy left his body to form this final attempt to destroy the monster. “For my home…” blood pooring from his mouth and other wounds, he sent his soul into the posessed body of Gwendel, severing the connection between dragon and body, and collapsed. Clawed hands returned to normal. Teeth returned from their daggers. Eyes blood red one moment, returned to the sky blue that they were born with, as the two bodies collapsed upon the broken stone. Blood ran like rivers around the rocks and over the wall.
Anissina rushed up the stones to the broken wall. She saw as the blood began to fall from above and cried out, sobbing.
“GWENDEL! GUNTHER!” reaching the wall, Kami left, fearful of the dragons’ leader’s death and what it ment, leaving Anissina to kneel in the blood. She felt for pulses and gasped as she felt one, faint and fading. Shaking she cried for the medics. “GET UP HERE! He’s still alive! HURRY!” She sobbed and ran her fingers through Gwendel’s raven hair. Looking at the body of the purple haired Gunther she sobbed, and gently pulled Gwendel’s hand from his shoulder.
PS: Not Beta-ed. Spell checker doesn't work, if you find an error, please report it to me? ^.^ thanks! ;)
Chapter 6 : Blood Stained Stone
Anissina and Celi rushed through the degrading castle, rushing out of the burnt doors and into the court yard. Anissina saw the bodies of the King and Wolfram, but saw neither Gunther nor the dragon that did this. Celi gasped and rushed twaords her youngest son.
“WOLFRAM! Wolfie, please wake up!” Anissina rushed to Yuri and checked him over. His breathing was shallow, but steady, a large cut above his hair line drenching the black haired young man’s face with blood. Calling back for the medics she gave them orders to take care of Yuri and to help inspect Wolfram. She rushed over, startled to see Celi use her own healing magic to try desperately to stop the bleeding. She touched the ex-queen’s shoulder to gently pull her away so that she and the medics could take him back inside. Celi sobbed and shook, her hands covered in blood, watching as Wolfram was picked up and put onto a streatcher, leaving a large puddle of blood behind.
“Come on, Celi! we have to get back to safety!” Anissina startled as she heard a loud roar come from above. She looked up, seeing two forms fighting upon a broken wall, surrounded by death.
Yama roared and summoned several spikes of stone flying at the air mage. Gunther glared and blew most of the stones away barely dodging the remaining few, his clothes becoming torn and bloodied. Stunned by the sudden attack, Gunther barely had enough time to block the clawed punch that came his way. Catching Yama’s wrist, the lavender haired demon gathered his strength to flip the dragon over him. Clashing to the stones harshly, Yama’s eyes flashed and he roared and got up charging picking up a sharpened stone.
“YOU WILL DIE!” he cried as he charged. Gunther reached for a stone blade and flung at the dragon’s legs. Tangled up and falling to his face, Yama groaned and let the blade skitter off the edge of the wall. Gunther swallowed and swept up shards of stone with wind and flung them at the stunned dragon. Roaring as the shards hit his body he glared at the mage.
“If I must die, I shall take you with me,” a chilling voice came from the bleeding demon. Yama looked up and glared, standing slowly and snarling. He had no fear of this foolish demon, he had no longer a fear for death either. He had died once, and knew that this pathedic creature could do nothing to crush an immortal dragon soul.
“You will suceed in only killing that which you love the most, Gunther Von Christ. You cannot kill my soul. I shall simply wait to be reborn, or to posess another weak willed demon of higher caliber than this pathedic being. Weak willed, all of you. It is not hard to control one’s true fears.” The dragon walked slowly to the demon, summoning pieces of stone to become armor. “LORD Gwendel’s fears were simple. the death of his family, his friends, and his loved ones. Do you want to know where you were in that list? You weren’t in any.” Gunther blinked and his resolve wavered.
“What do you mean?” he asked, watching as the stone began to cover the dragon.
“In his nightmares, you weren’t in them. He thinks nothing of you. His love lies with Anissina. His friends are Yuri, and your daughter along with Yozak. His family, well that is something a retarded demon like yourself can figure out. His brothers and his mother. He cares not for you.” Gunther blinked and began shaking his head, somewhere in his heart and mind, it rang true. Why wouldn’t Gwendel love Anissina? They grew up together, and never once did Gwendel show any inclination to the men of the demonic race.
“No…it’s not true…” His eyes were no longer on the dragon stalking twoards him. Tears began to well in his eyes. Yama stopped just in front of him and watched his heart break.
“But it is. You’re weak, you’re not a warrior. You’re not like the others whom he loves and cares for. Anissina, the strong woman of his dreams, is the one whom he wishes to spend his life with. Really, is saving this kingdom worth living a life knowing that you are the one Gwendel hates? That you are the one who has tortured his life? Caused him nothing but anquish and pain?” Yama’s voice rose as he drew himself up to tower over the demon. “The thorn in his side! Who would want to love you?! Your king wants nothing to do with you! He wishes that you would have stayed in that little cabin, and left him to learn from his Godfather! Even your daughter wishes that you would leave! She has more immportant things to worry about than you’re pathedic worrying!” Yama did not see the hatred in Gunther’s eyes as it began to burn.
~ Is it worth it…?~ he asked himself as the dragon lord ranted. ~ NO! My home! My family! I don’t care if I am alone in this world! If I am unwanted by everyone!~
“I DON’T CARE! THOSE WHOM I LOVE! THAT IS WHAT I FIGHT FOR! THEY ARE THE ONE’S I SHALL DEFEND TO MY LAST BREATH!” Yama was taken off guard and the mage found his strength and slammed hisfist into the uncovered face of the dragon. Yowling in pain and the stones falling from above, where they were gathering to crush Gunther, fell upon them. Bones breaking, skin tearing from muscle, and blood seeping out from the spaces between the boulders, Gunther lay gasping for breath, as Yama slowly got up. The rock armor he had prepaired, saved most of his body from the punishing blows, but his abdomen was bleeding internally and he had enough strength in him to lift Gunther’s body from the rocks and stare at him.
“You fight for nothing…” growled the dragon, blood seeping from his nose and mouth. Gunther glared at him willing everything in his soul and body to come to this last hit, to take out the monster consuming Gwendel’s body. Yama slammed his clawed hand through the violet haired demon’s shoulder, puncturing through bone and tendon, piercing his way to the other side. He revled in the sound of Gunther’s agonizing scream.
“I fight…” coughed Gunther as his last strands of energy left his body to form this final attempt to destroy the monster. “For my home…” blood pooring from his mouth and other wounds, he sent his soul into the posessed body of Gwendel, severing the connection between dragon and body, and collapsed. Clawed hands returned to normal. Teeth returned from their daggers. Eyes blood red one moment, returned to the sky blue that they were born with, as the two bodies collapsed upon the broken stone. Blood ran like rivers around the rocks and over the wall.
Anissina rushed up the stones to the broken wall. She saw as the blood began to fall from above and cried out, sobbing.
“GWENDEL! GUNTHER!” reaching the wall, Kami left, fearful of the dragons’ leader’s death and what it ment, leaving Anissina to kneel in the blood. She felt for pulses and gasped as she felt one, faint and fading. Shaking she cried for the medics. “GET UP HERE! He’s still alive! HURRY!” She sobbed and ran her fingers through Gwendel’s raven hair. Looking at the body of the purple haired Gunther she sobbed, and gently pulled Gwendel’s hand from his shoulder.