Say Goodnight As We Dance With The Devil

[Lethel Syne]

James sat on his knees, holding his chest. He gasped for breath and a cry of pain tore from his mouth..
"May-Make it... Sto-Stop..." He goraned, then siad more to himself,"Nu-No.. I'm..Sor-Sorry.. I..I won't.. Do.. It.. Again..Just..PLease.. Dont.. Hurt me..Or.. Anyone...Please.. Just...LEave..me..Be!!!"
Screams filled his head and he screamed along, the Prince of War showing him the pain he caused.. James cried out, throwing back his head, there was noting any could do.. He was in so much pain.. A sheild erupted around him, no one could get in.. Or out. James could only bear the punishment.. Not even knocking him out would help...
James screamed and fell to his side, the pain unbearble as his punoishment got worse,"I.. I didn';t... Mean it!!! STOP!!!" Tears fell from his eyes and he curled up.. Acid Green markings inked onto his flesh.. Spieks tore from his spine and dark green blood dripped from them and down his back. He screamed in pain, unable to hold it in as it reached a point of Death. But James would not die of pain. Never would pain kill him. He clenched his hands as his nails turned to claws. Small wide spikes, more like scales, grew on his hand, Virliex roaming more freely through him then before, The ragnorok levels rising as the bonded with the strand of Sil that was in his blood.
He couldn't call for help.. And if he could.. Who would come? He didn't expect Marcus too, he didn't care if Marcus did or not.. What did it matter? James was just another in a world where he didn't belong.
I should have never came! James screamed at himself, Then this wouldn't have happened!He didn't need me! He enver does anymore! Why did I come?!!?

[Aryan]

Some people always miss enterprit Marcus and his behavior. Always. Some, as shown, may think he doesn't care or will never show or never will care... but they're wrong. He does, he just doesn't show it that often to prove that he dose.

[Lethel Syne]

James doesnt know that. He hadnt relizd what was going on till his other half attacked with the full force of a battering ram against a wood door!

[Aryan]

Stricking her wings at her sides bluntly, bleating them at her sounds, listening to the loud pounds her wings created, Mutainy glided and flew over mountain tops and river banks, as well as valleys and more. Marcus sat in the saddle, despondent than ever. What is hitting you, child?

[Lethel Syne]

James gritted his teethas hishead pounded and his body ached..

[Aryan]

"Nothing, just thinking is all." Marcus replied softly.

[Lethel Syne]

James dug his nails into his palm as it slowly stopped.

[Aryan]

Your hurt on the inside, Marcus. Mutainy told him.

[Lethel Syne]

James goraned. Seth looke at him. She stood.. Then she snarled.. Jame sloked up at her,."NO!!"
Seth roared in frustaratin and rage..
Things were going to go so wrong.. All too wrong. This si why the Edler Elites and others of the Coreledx Questioned the control of the Syne Dragons and whether they should LEad the Corelex.

After the second war on Rezzeel, Syne Dragons became so violent they would attack there own kind. Which started the thrid war, Solving the war consisted of killing many Syne Dragons and the locking them away, but you can't keep a Syne Dragon in a cage at all. They fought back and made an agreement with the Elder Elites that they would 'Behave'. But under certain circumstances would they.

Syne Dragons are not nogotiatoble Dragons and when you make a deal with them, You're bound by word. They wanted freedom and to lead the Corelex, they tried to call for the role of Elder Elite but that was denied greatly. Causing an uproar, but they agreed. Syne Dragons, with the agreement, held true to their word and did not start the next war.. No that was members of the Havocan. They causeed the next two wars.

Seth snarled, the green lettering inked her body as well as James. A silver sheen of armor covered them and melted into there skin and flesh, Virliex. Seth snarled, her hammer like tail swung left and right violently as she shook her head. Three spikes broke free of the back of her neck near the base of her skull. The on in the middle largest. Her claws scarped the groundand she snarled. Her wings streatched out, translucent black with dark black markings inking onto it. She snarled as her Ragnorok levels rose and the Entity, Sil and Ren strands began to grow, infesting her mind and body. She roared and swuing her ehad from left to right, like trying to be rid of a toroublesoem fly.

Spikes broke free of her clubebd tail in all directions, making it a more deadly weapon. She snarled and arched her back. Her fangs dirpped with the deadly venom that produced in the small hollow in hre stomach.

James clutched his chest in pain as his ribcage moved up. His nails grew to claws and his eyes gained a red outlining around them. He was losing control. Despite how much he tried to control his other half, The Prince of War, it eluded him. He grit his teeth as the spikes tore out of his back, attached to his spine. His blood dripped tot he ground and burst to flame, turning to ash as it hit the ground. He snarled and black armor raced up his body. Dark Green lettering in the Havocian Language ran along the armor, follwoed by brighter Green Warian writing. Seth was a Warian based Dragon. Meaing she was a war starter, a Dragon of War. She was the leader of the Warian's. James had some Havocian in him, which through him, was Seth, making Seth not only leader of Warian but Havocian as well. MAinly because she was stronger then the others, as well as more swift, and intellgent.

James snarled and fell to hsi side, black and green fire erupted around him and it covered the amor. He smiled then.. Losing all his control, he would attack anything now. Attack and kill if needed. He had lost to the PRince of War, Jàmes. His other half had a more accented name, still James, only.. Jàmes, the "A" being Accented.Jàmes smiled he stood straight, fire, black and green around him and on the armor(his armor is like the Lich Kings, onlt instead of Blue ice, it's Black and Green fire). He walekd to Seth.. Her eyes deep green, but they were turning purple, slowly. She blinekd her eyes, her eyes were now Purple, the Slit that wa her pupil in her eyes was deep green. She snarled and raised her ehad voer Jàmes. Jàmes smiled. He placed his hand on Seth's neck and tremors racked her body gently. She snarled as James removed his hand Havocian wirting inked her body from that one point.

Seth eyes glowed and she shook her head, her black scales cought the light and flashed. Sending a dizzing array of light around the area. Jàmes smiled, he walked around her, to her left side, he placed a foot in the stirrup as she knelt down as close to the ground as she could, he grabbed hold of the riens in one hand, The "saddle Horn' whichw as one of Seth's spikes in the other and pulled his weight over her Shoulder and leg and into the Saddle. He unsheathed his sword and placed it in his saddle.

Seth snarled and Roared, she raised her wings over her, streatched to there fullest, she lept in the air and with a loud boom gained altitude as her wings rotated. She snarled and then glided on air, tilted upward and ascended quickly as she thrust her wings to her side.

James was lost and all he wanted was help. He never liked losing control because when he did, he kew his other half, Jàmes, would attack even his own family without a second thought.

[Aryan]

No, I'm not! Marcus hissed.
Don't lie to me. Mutainy snarled.

[Lethel Syne]

Seth growled, her tail thrashed and she shook her head violently. Jàmes rubbed her enck. "Easy.."

[Aryan]

Mutainy's body began to change right then. Her scales dulled to a deep purple, symbols inking to her body. A scar grew over her left eye, sealing to a light blue. Hey eyes radiated, mists forming out of her eyes, the color, pupil, iris and all changing to a light turqoise-blue. There was no pupil, nigh an iris. Her eyes swarmed with vengence and vigilance, performing the righteous ways of what only she came well known to and forged with.

Befriending the bond she had with her Evian Rider, Marcus, she began to inquire more and more needs over the limitsof what she had accounted for. More than what Mutainy herself had resigned to. This wasn't no ordinary bond. Not ordinary bond of will, strenght, molivolence, pride, structure, hopes, security, and wisdom. This went beyond. The restraints that held onto her were missing... gone. Vnished.

Mutainy threw her head back, standing on her two hind limbs as a set of front limbs pierced out from her side, growing from both the left and right flanks of her body. Claws scathed with marks from battles, growing to their full destructive power and the damage that could be done. Spikes pierced through her back, growing to lengths of nearly 15 feet, declining as they went down the rim of her spine.

The rack of spikes at the end of her tail became a destructive weapon, damage done in one swipe and hammer. The spikes pierced from her skin, making a crackling sound as they poked and thrust through the muscle and strong hide membrane. 3 rows of spikes down the back to the tail. Horns grew out of her scull, growing tonearly 8 feet in length, 3 more horns developing and growing on the other side, counter acting with the ones on her right flank of her head.

The crown o her head dicipated as the horns took over, making the crown break away, deteriorating. The horns were racked and made of strong bone from the Selvern from inside her body. The bone was black, matching the dark shades of color on her body, igniting symbols at the base and down the bottom rim of the two large main horns, opposites of eachother. Smaller horns grew above the eyes and more on the forehead, reaching to higher lengths, intwining with the ones on her back.

The hide scales began to harvest a bonial structure over the hide, the bones being a black-tan-gray tinted color. Serving the depths of the bonial structure, carvings and engravements of claw marks and cracks envoloped on the bones. Showing deteioration and the age of the bone.

Mutainy wasn't normal or docile. She was more over those limits now. What she has become was forbidden of her nature.

[Lethel Syne]

Seth snarled, unable to be calmed....

[Aryan]

Marcus backed away from his dragon as her size grew over the Aryan limit. Her hybrid of the Syneath dragon was now exceeding, taking over what she really and truely was.

[Lethel Syne]

But Seth.. Was not Seth.. She roared and reared, eyes bright. Her scales hardening.. James backed up in fear,"Seth?" The Dragon, who had been his, was now changing.. She snarled, slammed her front paws down, crouching low to the ground she snapped her jaws at James, hissing. Eyes glowing, she growled, Spikes tore from her flesh and her tail whipped past James. She snarled and snapped her jaws again, fangs and teeth overlapping her upper and lower lip. Her eyes went vermilion, black acid like venom dripped from her jaws, it struck the ground, smoke rising, then it froze, like ice.

Seth snarled, but this wasnt Seth and James knew it. She growled and raised up on her hind legs. Tail striking the ground with the blunt force. Her claws sharper. She snarled and snapped her jaws, cracking them open to their fullest she roared. The wing bone of her wing grew, she reached her maxim size, snarling, eyes glowing. The fingers on her wings now claws. The clawed foot of the wing, used to grab a hold on buildings and objects curled into a long finger, snarling she lowered her head to her chest.

She roared, arching her back and streatching her neck out. She thrashed her head and snarled, DEATH! She lowered her head, James backed up in fear. Seth lept in the air. James fell back from the sudden rush of air as Seth's wings fought against it and pushed him down.. Then.. She was gone. James looked in the sky, getting up, looking for a sighn of his Dragon, but couldn't find any.. Not a black speck in the sky, not a snarl, not a growl.. Nothing. He looked everywhere..

Lightning flared.. And then.. She came, a roar and he looked up. Nothing.. Then something landed behind him, he felt it.. The weight hitting the ground. He turned slowly and looked up at his Dragon,..

Seth snarled, teeth overlapping her lips, blood dripped from her jaws, as well as Vermylion. She snarled, eyes bright and flaring with vermilion fire. She lowered her head and snapped her jaws. James forze... Seth growled and sniffed at him, raising slightly on her hind legs, her claws skimming the ground. She growled, her toungue flicked out, she tilted her head to the side and placed a clawed foot on the ground, flat. The long bones flat on the gorund as the sharp claws dug in. Each bone of ehr body was deep black, flesh stood, rotting on her flesh, hanging. Blood dripped and water as well. Lightning flared again and she growled.

James tried to back up, but Seth's gaze held him.. Forcing him to stay.. She snarled, not speaking aloud.. Then James relaized, this wasnt Seth. Seth was diferent.. This Dragon.. Her mind...

There are 10 stages, boy.. She spoke, The first, is Death, then Rebirth, Remorse, Revenge, Redemption,Homicide, Syne, war, Coruption.. And then.. Control. She snarled and raised her head, I am Satherone, the Dragon of the abyss, the Dragon of nightmare. I am from the deepest depths of the abyss, I am Fear and coruption. She lowered down, tilting her head, a snarl forming, wrinkling her muzzle, her breath washed over James, smelling of rotting flesh and blood, You.. You are my Vidrin, my heart, I am your spirit. You belong to me, James Ryan Jericho Lector. You are mine, and through you, I will show my deadly power.. I will preform acts that were thought inavoidable. I will show you what you are, what you always have been. I will teach you, and you will show me what you can do. I have saved you, now, you must show me, That what I have done, you will accpet and not underestimate. That I have made the right choice. For it was either you.. Or your brother.
"Brother?"James asked.
You do not know of him? Her head tilted to the side again, You have forgotten. Satherone growled. She raised her head, Maybe, Fate will bring you together again, in the meantime...

James backed up in fear and Satherone growled, the rain grew in intensity and thunder clouds apeared overhead. She snarled and spoke, Vyrdaria.. The main land, the home world, the main city, Serra, it is corrupt, always corrupt... Its allie sister, Verray, it is falling. But you.. you and I, are its savior... Why do we fight?

I will tell you why child, becasue it is nature. We fight for power, streangth, for the war and the adrenline.. For the act of doing.. And we are no different. Do you not feel a sense of pleasure as you take down an enemy? Feel his blood on your blade? That is what makes us alive, Vidrin, that is what kills us as well. But now, You know, The Darkness grows in you.. Soon, by your twnety first birthday, it will be unleashed and you will know what power is.. You will grow with it. Just as you always have. Your mother never knew.. Never expected it.. But she knew something of the likes would happen, that you would beome a tool of war, you would fight.. Fight in war. Become War. A Homicidal killer of intense ability.

But you hide.. You hide because you are afraid! You no longer never again need to be afraid, never again will you hide! I will not allow it! I will show you what I can do.. If you show me what you can.

James looked at Satherone,"I.. Am a tool? Is that all I am to you?"
No, James, Vidrin, You are more.. You are my life, I choose you for what you can do, for what you are. Not for a puppet. You are not a marienette to me, some silly toy on strings.. You are my life, without you.. I am nothing. Satherone spoke.

James backed up, eyes bright and afraid. Satherone growled,Fear is only the begining child.. I am fear, I am the darkness that brewed in you when you were a child. Seth.. Sehtla meesha, your mother's dragon.. She knew, she told Razen.. She can be reborn James.. But only with her rider may she live again.. But not as a ValkVidary, not of our kind.. But as one of those that Razen is accustomed too.. You are mine, belonging to me.. You are my soul, I have stolen your breath, given you new life.. But you must pursue your path.. It is your chocie.. Now take it. Death.. Or life? I will not influence you either way, in the end.. I win. For I hold your soul. In my eyes, you are a complexity of abyss chasim. Winding in every way, twisting and turning. Never ending death and war.. I want to know.. To see what you can do.. With my power, you will grow... And if ever your mother.. Or any of your family shall see you.. May the unreal, futide, futile, hallucinate, Gott have mercy on their soul.. But then, you may awake.. Awake and surface from the water.. But when I am done with you.. She smiled.. A vile hideouse smile.. The flesh of her lips rising over the gum and showing her teeth, You may not be so... Cooperative.

James backed up in fear... Satherone smiled, You should fear me.. Fear will drive you. You are mine James Ryan Jericho Lector.. And nothing will stop us.. Nothing will stand in our way.. We are rival. Her words echoed, and James was revolted at first,"How?"He asked.

Satherone growled, Watch... Her voice melted away.. James' black and white world faded black.. Then.. He saw images.. Black and white.. A voice spoke, two of them, one was Satherone's.. The other.. He didn't Remeber.. But he had heard it before.. The voice of Razen? Perhaps.. But he didn't know..Nigh did he know the name of his mother..

Darkness.. It lives in us all.. Do you see it? See what we have done? These mortals deserve no life, these..Humans. They deserve death! You are war.. You are not a tool, but war itself.. My soul.. I have taken yours, And you will earn it back.. I am not forth giving.. Taking back upon my word is not in my nature. I take what I do, but in receivemt you gain power.. Streangth. I am an abyss of darkness.. I am what drives you forward. Every move looked at from every point by I.. The abyss. The death and destruction.. Do you see the beauty of Destruction? The devastation of it? The power it holds? It's beautifull.. But it is dangerouse. Your soul does not any longer belong to you. You have my heart, and it grows, giving streangth. But you must embrace it.

Why do youy fight? Is it for power? Or force? No.. You fight because you love it.. You kill because you Love it. You are a murderer.. A killer, a mas smurderer, A serial killer in the making. We will force upon you power you never dreamed of! We will show you what power is, what drives you forward, to live as a Foresaken each day.. You will see what goes on. No more lies. All you see now.. Is truth. You have been blind.. Blind to the truth.. Now.. Awaken! Be reborn! Be welcomed home! Become The Darkness! Become the Vidrin you are meant to be! What Seth fortelled in her vision of the future, prove to those who know you but don't that you can be much more then meets the eye. Show how far the abyss really is.. Show how it holds no bounds.. How it is like the eye of a Dragon.. With no end. The depth and wisdom of I, the streangth and power of I, shown in an abyss, will reflect in you. Show the world my child.. That we are not toys to be played with.. Simple children to be yelled and critisized at.. That we are the abyss... Satherone's voice melted above Razen's.. Becoming all James heard..

If you stare long into the abyss.. You will find that the Abyss shall stare back at you! James opened his eyes.. He saw Satherone.. One large black eyes fixed on the two of his eyes. The black eye.. He felt like he could reach forward.. Fall into the abyss of her knowledge.. Her psychitric being.. Fall into her abyss.. Become one with her.. Fall into the abyss.. Everything was sharper.. Clearer. He could see, not in color.. And he asked,"Do we dream in black and white? Or do we dream in color?"

What differnece does it make? Satherone spoke, We are no longer pawns.. She lept in the air, leaving the ground behind. James watched her rise in the sky, spiraling upward. Her eyes deep vermilion, her scales bright against the dark rain filled sky. Lightning flared. Shadows lept around James. He watched the scene unfold around him.. Bones, the dead, skulls of the slain. Spears lay on the ground, swords stuck into dead bodies. The rain gone.. It was dry.. The aior dry. The land died, reavealing sand. James walked forward. This was not an illusion. He walked forward, looking up for Satherone.. But she was not in the now clear sky.. The sun blazed down and he tried to hide away from it. Wanting to be free. His black hair dangled infront of his face as he walked, searching for a sighn of Satherone. But she eluded him. Even in his mind..

"Satherone.."He said. No sign shown of her. But then, a voice spoke. He sensed Satherone's psychatric being again, but didn't see her, didn't see a shadow.. Only endless bloody sand, Pass the test James.. Pass.. And you live.
"That's not fair!"James yelled,"I can't!! I don't understand!"
Learn. You don't need to understand.. And you can.. You are just choosing to not try. Now.. Find your way home! For what doesn't kill only makes you stronger! Her voice faded and James screamed her name. But that psychatric side was gone.. He began to walk...

Mirages filled his vision.. He struggled to stay standing, walking through the sand. He had left the blood and death behind him. Trying to find out what he was to do. But it aluded him. The answers never coming. Each mile he went, it only dragged him deeper into the dark world he felt. He groaned and fell. Looking up at the sky he screamed, but no answer. No help from the lethal Satherone. James tried to stand, amnaging.. He felt weak.. USeless, spent. He kept going though. Pushing past his limits. He snarled, not giving in to the pain that threatened to drag him down.

He lookednup as he felt a rush of cold air.. But no Dragon. He looked downhearted.. Till he saw it.. Snow. The ice.. temperatures dropping quickly. He kept moving, soon trudgeing through snow and ice. The cold was bitter, but he didn't feel it. He kept going, moving swiftly. He looked around him. Then at the sky. He saw lights.. Northern lights... But these in color. And he stared in awe.. Stopping his movment forward. He spoke,"Color.. Am I dreaming?"

No.. You are not. Satherone's voice came. James looked up for her. But couldn't see her. She was in no sighn of view. Not a black speck.. Only her voice.. Her voice showed the abyss he was in now, You are alive.. You are awake. James, you see in color, you just don't know it. This color, it's a strange thing for you. But you see through me now. Do you know what I wnated you to know? To learn?

"Yes.."The answer dawned on James,"I know..."
Then what is it?
"That.. Dreams are sacred... That no matter how far away I am from you, I can keep going until I do find you. That you are my abyss.. that you are my sanctuary, my vermilion colored blood. That I wont let this build up inside of me.. That If I stare into the abyss.. If I stare Long into the Abyss.. The abyss will stare back at me..

"That I have nor eason to fear anyone anymore. That you are my life and my soul is yours, I am bound by law and word.. And no one can change that. I am war driven into madness.. A legion of thine own deveolping madness.. A homicidal serial killer..."

Satherone's voice sounded amused,You learn well.. Now.. LEts see how you react now! A roar splitt he soundbarrier many timesover and James turned, eyes looking up at the sky. He saw Satherone, coming.. She snarled, jaws open in a roar she grabbed hold of him in her ajws and fle upward, dropping him out of her mouth, she grabbed him in her claws and didn't let go. Jame shissed, trying to get free. He held on with all his lfie depending on it. Then climbed up ward, wriggling free of her grasp. She shot a confused glance at him. James clambered into the saddle at the base of her neck. The saddle was intrict...

IT was made of the same metal as her armor that covered her flesh rotting bones. It was black as the abyss, Avyian writing inking onto it. Deep purple in color, almost blending into the black armor. A bar was at his right, one he could hold onto. There were no leg straps to hold him in the saddle. He looked aorund for reins, finding them he grabbed a hold. The reins wound down toward the front of her chest, circled uward, crossing in an 'X' at the front of her chest and were attached with metal rivets at her horns on the sides of her head. The saddle had a starp that wound behind Satherone's front legs, winding underthem in a loop, formin another 'X' at her lower chest and wrapping upward to the main metal piece of the saddle.

James held on and Satherone smiled,Hold on. She twisted in the air, twisting a comlete 360 degrees over and ver, in a spiraling motion, she tilted upward, flying upward toward the dark colored sky. Her wings thrust open from her sides, the light of the aoura reflecting against her metal armor and bones of rotting flesh. The light relfected in her abyssian eyes. She roared and said, Vidrin.. I am not ValkVidarian.. I am Abyssian! James was confused, A vidrin.. The rider of an Abyssian! I am the higher legion of ValkVidary, the creator and master.. The only Abyssian alive!

James clutvched the bar at his right and held the reins in his other hand. Satherone's roar erupted as her jaws cracked open. Her winsg puiveted and she tilted froward, spiraling downward, she roatated her wings quickly in their sockets, piveting and jerking, so that for a span of a heart beat.. She was parrellel with the ground. Then, she shot forward, all weight focused, she rose from the dive, flying in a low crevice of a canyon. She swerved, dopging the outcroppins. The correlation and rule of Unifromitarism showing greatly.. How that the forces that changed Earth before are still the same as today. How, with correlation, the rocks on one side, matched the rock profile of the others on the oppsite side.

Satherone snarled and kept going, her flight dragging her through the snow and icey land. She snarled and dived low as it dropped off.. Then.. She shot upward. Flying above the ground she flew higher till ice formed on her bones, till it reached eight hundred below zero. Then, she dived downward. James holding on for all he was worth. Satherone snarled and pulled out of the dive as she reached one hudnred feet above groundlevel.. She flew over water.. and endless ocean. Ice formed on the water and she dived downward into the water.

Swiimg like a shark, she moved from side to side, her tail a rudder in the ice cold waters. The fins along her spine arched and allowed her to move mroe freely. Her wings open fully, cutting through the waters. She snarled and raised her head, eyes going above the water. James hissed in rage of the cold, discomfort filling him. Satheroen ignored him and dived downward again. She moved downward, forcing herself down as the water pressure grew.. Then she came upon a cave, an opening. She swam into it, now moving upward. Satherone let the current carry her. She raised her ehad above the water and crawled out of the water onto the wet rocks of the underground cave. James fell out of the saddle, coughing up water and trying to catch his breathe.

Satherone shook the water from her bone structured body. Then looked at her rider, do you know where we are?
"I have not an idea of what this place is."James answered, standing now.
Satherone gave a curt nod,Thought so.. James, we are in the cave of the dead. This is the way into Vyrdaria. But we are not to be here to go home...
"What? Then why did you drag me here?"James demanded.
Satherone hissed,Watch the tone boy.
"Sorry.."James apolgized.
Satherone hissed in disproval but spoke not a word and said,I brought you here so that you may see what is to come.. So that you may see what is in store for you.. But I don't think you are ready.. So instead.. I have come to show you the words of truth...
James nodded and follwoed Satherone as she made her way through out the labrinth of caves.Her tail gently flicking back and forth. James tried to keep up, not starying behind as a laggard and being clipped by the sharo horns on her tail. He followed, close to her front leg. Satherone's claws clicked on the tiled floor. The back claw, like a switchblade, clicked an echo of the first three. She seemed to let James do as he had, keeping up with at least eight strides of one of her own.

AS they walked past the walls, they began to light. Words filling into them. James stared in awe at the words. The pillars stood, holding the ceiling up. James didn't know how tor eact.

The ceiling was acrhed, pictures of Dragons flodded and inked the ceiling. The walls, at the bottom were inticate with fiery desghns. Words inked, spiraling up the pillars. They wrote on the walls. Satherone slowed before one wall.. James looked at it,"What is it?"
You will see. Satherone answered simply. Then.. Words inked in vermilion red, like blood.

In the darkness the seeds of good germinate, unfold, and grow upward toward the light. Vyrdaria is the land of paradox: in the light, there is darkness; in darkness is light. You will find very little absolute evil inside of Vyrdaria, for it is a realm of nature, formed from the lives of those who live. True evil exists only in the shadow of the man when he turns his back on the light of the sun.

Remember the sun for it is your light, your guide. Remember the sun for it is as will always stand as the strangler of the demented wrong doings and the Fallen Angel of that ones who were wronged. Remember the sun as you would a long lost friend. And if one forgot about you, about your friendship, about the love of two friends, if they were to leave you and you were broken, tormented by thoughts and a diseased mind. If they left you and you were broken into a thousand pieces, all alone in a fiery world that would never let you rest. And everyday.. Every time you thought of their name, you cried so hard you couldn't speak, let alone breathe. Remember the sun. For it will bring you memories, the good, that you had of that person, that friend. Never let go of the sun, but cherish the black world around it as well...

Cherish the dark world as it brings you to a death you cannot see or find. You feel your way, searching for the sun, searching for the friend you lost to unknown force. Watch the blind an fumble in his dark grasp and see, you are not the only one who has lost something, see that you are not the only who has been used by another. See that, as your best friend has left, she/he can laugh, can joke, and shrug off the pain that you would think that they would feel. But when they don't feel it; and you do. And it becomes more, you feel taunted, used broken. Abused and left to rot. Like a child who has been scolded; accused of a crime that you did not commit.

Remember the sun.

We have been betrayed.. Betrayed and now we will fight back. Betrayed by the desdiouse traitors of Syn and corruption. They turned on us.. Now.. Fight back.

James looked at it in confusion. He read it a second time and then understood,"The Abyssians? This.. This explains it?"
Yes my child. How we were brutslly abused and tormented by the thoughts of war, how even our closest friends abandoned us to die in the wastelands.. How we were lft in the underworld to die. But as it says.. We will fight! We will remeber the sun! Remeber how it turned black the day I was destroyed! How I shall enrage my Wrath on those living! The Wrath of the Abyss!

James listened, and smiled... This was a new era for both worlds.. Worlds of Vyrdaria AND Earth.. Death had been woken.. A dragon of war and corruption. A Dragon whose mind was torn and destroyed. One who was wise, judgemental.. This was James' dragon.. The other.. sethla Meesha.. Was alive.. But her bones were rotting.. wasting away. Awaiting the day that Razen would live again.. Awaiting when she would be needed, when Razen would change her into one of Razen's kind. And James.. James would thrive off the death, destruction.. That would come with betrayed Satherone.. The destroyed Satherone.. The true and only Queen of the Abyss.

The last Abyssian. This was not an awakening.. This was not the end.. This was only the begining of the end.. This was the Abyss..

Humans... Fetid things, you are all like them. You have dawned your destruction on yourself for your rentless fights! You let your pride get in the way of our sanity. But there is no sanity. You have created what I am. You have doomed yourself. I told you, I saw it, the sighns. I warned you all. But you didn't listen to me. You fought still, not caring who or what you hurt and did. I pity you... But then.. I don't. I pity you for your weak foolish minds.. But I do not pity you sympathy for your actions. This is upon your own will, your own fault. I will stand and wait for you to kill each other. Call me a betrayer all you wish.. In the end, You will see the truth, I am not the betrayer of Vyrdaria. I am the creator. The true betrayer, Is you.

I will not be subjected to your tormenting Desires. Your small inquires of hate and lust. I will rise against what you have made me. I will awaken in ice and enrage my wrath on those who did this to me. No longer to be a betrayer. I will do the inevetable. James... Come to me. Come to me and I will show my power through you. The darkness thrives in you and I will make it grow. When I am through with you, You may not be as... Cooperative.. As you used to be. I will make you as close to immortal as I can. Come to me. Soon, we will enrage the world, showing the truth of this, the true meaning of the Abyss. Come to me, James.[/i]

Satherone snarled and snapped her jaws at James who backed up, fell on his butt and looked at her. Satherone snarled, You know what to do?
"N-No.."
Would you like to?
"I don't have a choice?"
No.
"Then I guess."James said, fearing the answer.
Save them...
James swalloed hard,"Who?"
You remeber your past? Do you know what he will do James? To break you he will do the unexpected!Satherone snarled.
James looked at her,"The.."
Yes.. The orphange.
James wsa up then,"Who is to say I care for those who hurt me as a child?"He snarled,"Why should I save and help them?"
Because.. It is not them you are saving.. But her. Satherone answered.
"Juh.."
Yes.
James looked down,"Okay... I'll do it."
Satherone nodded.

She knelt down, bones bending with the joints, she opened her wings and James mounted her, sitting in the black metal and chain saddle at the base of her neck. He clasped his ahnds around the sharp spike infront of him. Satherone lept in the air, wings snapping open fully with a loud crack as the wind filled them and pushed against the membrane. Streatching the taut flesh against bone. She flapped her wiongs, wing joints rotating in the socket. She snarled and gaineed altitude, then thrust them to her sides and took off.

Wings opening she flew on the air eddy and looked down. Seeing a building James looked downa s well. What happened next was like a bullet to a gas can. The building blew up. James screamed,"No!" Satherone hissed. They could only watch as the hungry flanes consumed the building.

Once the fire was gone.. Satherone glided down to the ground and landed on the charred land. James dismounted and looked around, he fel to his knees and Satheroen snarled, Sorrow breeds here. She is alive.. Inside James. You must go inside! Find her!

James nodded and stood, struggling to stay calm. He began to walk, he turned and saw that Satherone was not following,"Will you come?"
No. I am sorry my child, this is your task and yours alone. Good luck my child.
James nodded,"Thank you." He began to wlak back to the rundown burnt yet, still standingorphanage.

He could see inside some parts and that worried him. He wanted to see where she was.. Where his love was. But he had to go in.. And face the memories that awaited him. He wlaked up the front stops, his hand hestantly on the doorknob, he turned it and opened the door. Walking in he looked around the dark common room of the orphanage. Then.. A voice, not Satherone. But one more vile and twisted spoke, James... Remebering something?

James didn't speak, knowing what it was.. The Darkness, the Dark temptaion also. A paraiste like creatin that kept the host alive. And James.. was the host. He was the first born of his family, the First born male. How the Darkness came to the family? Satherone.. She had it in her blood line and it passed through to Sethla. And through Seth, Razen. But Razen could not use it. It did not want her, and then, James was born. The Parasite, The Darkness, went to him.. And at his 21first birthday, which was one year ago, it made itself known to James.

James looked around the room and the door closed behind him. Memories filled him and he saw ghost like images of a boy withb black hair, solemn and sorrow eyes, smiling and playing with a girl with dark brown hair and green eyes. the two happy. They played and the girl said,James! Stop that tickles!
The boy smiled and hugegd her, and she laughed. The two ran through a door. James opened his eyes and he heard a snake like hiss.. Then he looked out of the corner of his eye and saw fangs, a snake like head looking at him wih piercing red eyes. Sharp white fang like teeth growled and snapped.

The Snake like creature seemed amused and its white teeth bloodstained. Red desighns rested on its neck form its eyes form the power of being in the dark. James looked away, there were two of them. They snarled and snapped, but didn't leave. James began walking to the door the children had run into. He opened it and followed it down the hall.

He came to a room and sitting on a large box were those children again. The girl, crying, but speaking,"Why do you have to go James? It's not fair! You promised you would never leave!"
He reponded,"I'm sorry Jane, but I have to.. "
"Okay.. But promise me this, two things, you will never forget me, and you wont kill no more."
"I Promise." He answered with a smile. The image faded.James took a shuddering breath, he had broken the second promise, but not the first. He walked through a door leading out of the room. He walked down a hall and the darkness snarled, You are my puppet, let me prove it to you, James. Black tendrils of smoke wrapped around his arms and held him still he looked through a window and out of it. The door windown showing the other room. What he saw made him enraged.

Janette was in their, that and a man. Alecay. No.. Someone else. A gun to her head and her hands tied behind her back. She snarled in rage,"LEt me go!"
"Why? Oh, thats right, dear James will come to save you?"The man smiled.
"He'll kick you-" She was cut off as he ht her.
James pounded on the door, but he couldn't get in, the Darkness holding him.
The man looked up,"Why look who's here?"He smield and held a gun to her ehad and said,"You've caused me alot of trouble, James. You've taken form me, now I'm going to take form you!"
The gun fired.
James yelled in rage,"NO!"
The man left then. James broke free of the door. The darkness spoke, Poor fetid thing.. She died.. Poor Poor Jane. You didn't protect her? Love, a useless emotion.
James knelt down by her dead body.
She was only in the way.. In the way of I and you. Not anymore though.
James looked by him. He saw a gun.. The gun that kiled Janette.He picked it up. Standing. The Sankes hissed and the voice snarled,What are you doing?
James wlaked out of the room and looked at the mirrior in the hall. The Darkness hissed, No! What are you doing James?
Jame sput the barrel in his mouth.
No! James Don't, It's not your time!
The gun fired.


You missused my gift, James. You should not be here. This is not your place, not your time!
James groaned and opened his eyes. He got up. Thew sky was red, liek fire. explsoions erupted around him and he ehard the screams of the dieing. He hissed and stood,"Where am I?"
A place far worse then your nightmares.. This is my world.. This is Hell.