The Fantasy RPG

[The Kingpin]

Mortus, raising an eyebrow, turned to face Dramacus as well, waiting expectantly, Rutus following suit. "Dramacus?"...

[Doc 42]

Dramacus spat ruefully "I've never seen him in my life." He turned to his body guard and growled "Liariel! Take Drionach, find Stimeak and bring them both back to my home. Chances are he is lazing around the mountains nearby with his freinds..." The silver dragon nodded, turning and leaping into the air, the young dragon near Dramacus reluctantly following...


Stimeak drew his hands together, forming a spiral with his hands, a tornado sweeping out of the clouds above, the sand being torn from his body, swirling into it, the tornado arced around, rain and snow funneling into it aswell, drenching the sand and giving it form, slowly it begun to sweep towards Tyrannastraz... Stimeak's hands never stopping their hypnotic motion the whole way through....

[TyrannoTitan]

Once again, Stimeak was struck with dejavu, the golden behemoth tackling the dragon from behind, clawing at anything that came within reach, biting onto the back of the dragon's neck, swinging around, trying to hurl the dragon to the ground...

[Doc 42]

Stimeak thrashed, roaring angrily, utterly tired of that damned trick, as he was swung around, he managed to get his bearings, hammering his hands together, lightning flowing down his arms and through his body, electrifying anything touching him....

[TyrannoTitan]

Tyrannastraz snarled, hurling Stimeak towards the ground, the scales around his mouth charred and damaged. The golden behemoth spewed forth more sand after the falling dragon, hoping to force him into crashing into the mountain below...

[Doc 42]

Stimeak spread his wings out, leting them catch the air and slow his drop, he made a sharp helix turn, dodgeing the torrent of sand and then twirled around, drawing one claw down diagonally, a huge snowball following the line he drew, gathering in size and speed before thudding into the side of tyrannastraz's head... Stimeak was dissappointed, he had been trying for a hailstone...

[The Kingpin]

The Red Emperor landed gently at the massive meeting area, a massive circular platform of pure ice in the center of the meeting spot, massive jagged spikes of ice rising out of the ground around it. He nodded to Drionach as he landed, his army landing several hundred meters away, awaiting his command, one of his Imperial Guard at their head. Meanwhile, Septimus watched wide-eyed...

[Doc 42]

Back in the present, Drionach acknowledged infernos arrival, nodding his head towards the Red emperor. Shimmer wing stood confidently at his side. Balmeer, Morian and Rutus were already present..... Little did he know, far back in the past, his own half brother was at this very spot fighting for his life...

Said half brother, Stimeak, drew his hand back, opening his hand and thrusting it foreward, a lightning bolt zipping down, coiling around his arm before thundering off into Tyrannastraz's snout, blowing the dragon around and sending him off balance.

[TyrannoTitan]

Tyrannastraz roared in pain, leveling out, his energy starting to wear incredibly thin, as was his current state. The area around them wasn't enough to distract Stimeak long enough for him to score a killing blow...he had one more trick up his sleeve. Hands glowing brightly, Tyrannastraz roared, collecting as much energy as he could into the spell, everything around them freezing instantly, the only animate thing being Tyrannastraz himself, focusing more on the spell, the two disappeared in two blinding flashes, time itself rewinding to the beginning of the meeting, the flight leaders having no knowledge of them ever being there...

Both appeared once more, Tyrannastraz panting heavily, making sure they were where he wanted them to be. Sure enough, they were now at another mountain range, but it was lower down the mountain, and death stained the air around them. "Let me...show you...what is to come..." Tyrannastraz rasped, sand exploding out of his mouth, but instead of striking Stimeak, it struck a part of the rocky mountain behind him, causing a small avalanche of broken rocks, trying to alert something of their presence...

[Doc 42]

Stimeak, chest heaving, eyes narrowed, glanced at the rock slide momentarily.... He turned back to Tyrannastraz and roared "Do you expect me to suddenly stop?! To sit down and die because of some trick?! I have come this far, I shall not be denied!" The exhausted dragon lifted his hands together, jerking them down at the same time, blueish lightning crackeled around them, coursing over his entire body.....

[TyrannoTitan]

Tyrannastraz breathed out, trying to summon more energy. Finding that he had just enough left for a final tactic, the golden behemoth held out his hands, which began to glow brightly once more. Clawed hands starting to tremble, Tyrannastraz focused as much as he could on the spell, the light glowing brighter and brighter, small holes appearing on either side of him, shimmering as they were suspended in mid-air, growing larger each second. After a few more seconds, they were the size of Tyrannastraz himself. Roaring in pain and effort, Tyrannastraz's hands exploded in a flash of light, finishing the spell as figures began appearing near the rifts. Suddenly, two golden dragons climbed their way out of the vortexes, one slightly smaller in size then Tyrannastraz, one remaining the same size. The first's scales were a bright, brilliant gold, very different from the dusty golden scales of Tyrannastraz. The other once again looked exactly like the golden behemoth, its scales dusty and faded with age. Suddenly, the two dragons, Tyrannastraz of the past, and Tyrannastraz of the future, looked at Stimeak, staring daggers into the crossbreed...

[Doc 42]

Stimeak's eyes flicked between the new comers, Gamal hissing in the back of his mind about his theory of them being the same creature, just different times.... It made sense, the type of time trickery that Tyrannastraz would like. Gamal finished "The youngest should be the easiest target, plus, if you kill it, the other two will cease to exist...."

Stimeak finished channeling the mana in from the weather around them, throwing his arm foreward, a cloud appearing behind him, bellowing foreward and wrapping around his arm, flowing into his fist. He opened his hand, releaseing a blue bolt of lightning, the shot buesting out of his palm and strikeing the youngest looking golden dragon in the chest...

[TyrannoTitan]

The younger Tyrannastraz snarled, absorbing the damage without faltering, being perfectly healthy. Only one problem remained; Tyrannastraz's power was split into three now, but that didn't include physical strength. If they could overpower and kill the dragon with mainly physical attacks, the fight would be over quickly. Rising into the air, the two healthier dragons converged on Stimeak's location, claws outstretched. The younger of the two struck Stimeak full on, digging his claws into his chest, throwing him back. The older dragon spun around, tail wrapping around Stimeak's neck, yanking him from out from under his younger counterpart, causing the dragon's claws to dig deeply into his flesh, tossing him aside with ease...

[Doc 42]

Stimeak spiraled down towards the ground, roaring out in pain, blood spilling from his wounds. He spread out his wings, slowing his fall before landing awkwardly onto the ground, skidding along, smashing rocks out of the way. Stimeak managed to stand up, his claws dragging through the rock, finally bringing him to a stop... Noticing another dragon in the corner of his eye.... currently too exhausted to do anything about it...

[TyrannoTitan]

The three dragons moved forward, all smirking at the fallen dragon, hoping they now could kill him and end this. Lifting into the air, the younger dragon roared, ready to collide with Stimeak again. The older counterpart held back, readying a spell, knowing he would have limited use of spells, but found it necessary. The present Tyrannastraz remained behind, still exhausted...

[The Kingpin]

A rumbling snarl came from the Rogue as she stood to her feet, eying all the dragons in her den. she roared furiously as she reared up, an explosion of flames bursting out around her, engulfing the nearest Dragon to her at the time, a young Golden Dragon. "YOU! what are YOU doing here?!" she roared, eying Stimeak. last she had seen he was minding his own business at the Frozen Spire. the whole time he lived there, he hadn't disturbed her once. she was actually quite surprised he'd lead the other three Dragons here. she took note that the two older of the three looked almost exactly alike, as if they were the same Dragon. she wondered, with the Golden Dragons' ability to fight using time itself, were all three Golden Dragons one and the same? and had they brought him here in hopes of succeeding in killing him, perhaps using her? he couldn't have been so powerful that a Golden Dragon as old as they were could possibly have trouble with him. he was simply an Exiled Silver Dragon in the Frozen Spire! she waited to see what would happen, preparing to kill all four if nessicary, or, if not that, shutting down their entire bodies, disabling their movement and dealing with them personally, one by one...[/i]

[Doc 42]

Stimeak got to his feet, mana rippleing along his wounds, the flesh knitting together, he eyed the gargantuan dragon for a moment and then looked away, leaping into the air. He slammed into the faltering younger tyrannastraz, his claws hammering into the monsters chest. They twisted around slightly untill stimeak was on top before he jumped upwards, propelling the golden dragon down in a cloud of blood... He beat his wings once, folding them in as he rocketed upwards, stretching out his taloned paws just meters from Tyrannastraz. His left paw slammed into the base of the massive dragons neck, his feet kicked in and latched onto his foes stomach. Then he drew back his right hand, forming his claws together into a spike, lightning flashing along them. Then he stabbed, plunging his clawed hand into Tyrannastraz's chest, going for the exhausted beasts heart....

[TyrannoTitan]

Tyrannastraz gasped, not expecting this. His power disappearing completely, the two forms of himself disappeared slowly, fading away like mist. The golden dragon wasn't able to attack the crossbreed, his strength at an end, only able to watch helplessly as the world as they knew was now at the beginning of the end...

[The Kingpin]

Furiana snarled, reaching out, the Silver-White crossbreed falling limp, losing all control over his body, as she reached for him, and dragged him back, pinning him down. "Perhaps it's time you learned what happens to those who invade my domain...even if this is more that Golden Dragon's work. I hope you have a high tolerance for pain...this will be with you for a Long time" she snarled, as her fist began to glow red, the claws flashing white just as she prepared to start an unextinguishable fire, the spell one that targets the soul rather than the body, a weapon to permanently drench an opponent in a sea of agony...

[Doc 42]

Stimeak spat out some blood, managing to hiss "A long time isn't that long when you've been through 5 centuaries in less than an hour...." He wasn't ready to die just yet, but maybe he had avoided the reaper one to many times....