Realms of the Dragons RPG

[TyrannoTitan]

Buraki spun around with great speed for his size, now facing the dragon, the storm still raging above him. He revieled himself openly, and it still followed, which meant it planned to attack at some point. Buraki roared, the high pitched screech echoing around the area as thunder shook the air, the electricity flowing around him even still. It was the last warning for the dragon to leave...

[Lolburst]

Trinity comes with agremeent with Buraki, and decides to go into sky. Though she had no meaning of attacking him, she still flees. She flings into top of the mountain she previously visited, having a lookout for the thundercloud.

[TyrannoTitan]

Buraki snorted, turning and flying off toward his original destination, moving back up into the raging storm. With the natural lightening nearby, he wouldn't have to use his own power if he would get into a fight. The ancient dragon continued on, slowly but surely getting closer to his target...

[Lolburst]

Gazing with her eyes, she saw how he constantly closed with his brought, savaging storm to human's dwelling. "If i had such powers, the two-limb habitats would be on their knees!, she crackled.

[Doc 42]

Several tilt wing votl planes took off from london, the DDASF hunters inside. Mosquitos takeing off below into the sky, modifyed tilt wing apaches flanking the Osprey style transport planes. Unlike the transporters, the apache enginers were jets rather than propeller blades.

[Anaclagon]

A convoy of vehicles headed for the sea base towards the coast of London where the american battlegroup was...ahead were several fighters. John's pilots, all except Mobious Team, part of the reinforcements used their fighters as they themselves were already modified. Mobious Team had to take the longer wait as the convoy headed for their destination, the CFA-44, leading the raptors towards the aircraft carrier, preparing for their mission.

[Legendary Elite]

Legendarus looked around himself at the site, the buildings were in a complete mess. Still he decided to sit and recover. Things had definately changed from the time he was once around...

[Doc 42]

The DDASF squads passed over the Northern Irish coast line, the jets and tilt wings soaring high above the ruins of Bellfast. black smoke riseing from the wrecked buildings. Juliane zoomed in with her helmet, looking down into the city, spotting a grey scalled metalic looking dragon rummageing through some rubble... She zoomed out, looking back ahead... They were, thankfully, too high to be seen from the ground... it didn't look good. They had hoped that the country wasn't too bad, but the sight of a massive forest stretching over what should have been suburbs wasn't too comforting...

[Anaclagon]

The American Battlegroup was to supply American Ground Forces of their own as they made to Irish Waters, a frontal assualt by any dragon could have proved fatal considering the massive esscort of Crusiers, Destroyers and Battleships along with the several carriers that carried numeroius aircraft.

John stood ready for orders, he looked around and awaited for his men to be deployed. So far...so good. Meanwhile the americans ships were getting into postion, Ireland was just a few short miles away as the fleet took a stop. Long range scanners attempted to pick up any unknown threat as they waited. The British had their job to do but so did the Americans...

[Iceking]

Darkfang ripped off the head of the cow that had been slashedby the claws on his right front foot, having little effort is removing the skull from the neck. He then swallowed it whole, not worried about it getting stuck in his throat. His throat was more than large enough to swallowed parts of a caw and the head was no exception.

[Doc 42]

Jacob was looking out the window, studieing the ground below... Now that they had left Bellfast it was actually quite nice. The countryside as green as ever... England had been torn apart by the dragons, the gasses brought with them slaughtering huge amounts of plant life. Yet here, Ireland was still the emerald Isle... He yawned, rubbing his temples. Then a scream broke through the radio along with the words "Oh holy god!" Another more authortive voice broke in "This is Andrew! Under attack!" jaccob thought: "what the hell? That chopper was right next to theirs, what could be attacking them?" He looked out the window and saw something that just had to be pure evil... A Darkly coloured shadowy dragon was clinging to the choppers side, wispy smoke all around it, glowing purple eyes, spikes all over its deep purple/black hide... Jullianes voice broke across the open channel "Holy sh*t! Andrew you said those fu**ers were extinct!" There was no chance to respond or continue watching the chopper as jacob's one was steered away into evasive action, he twisted around to see out a different window....

A different pilot said across the chanel "Blue 3, Robert here, guys get down on the floor some shots comeing your way..." One of the mosquitos rolled down level with the Chopper. Just as Jullianes and Andrew's voices called out in unison in protest, the mosquitos cannon swiviled around, the roateing barrel spinning and flinging tracers into the Dragons back. They seemed to dissappear into its foggy aura, the air distorted as they zipped in. The dragon glaned at the fighter plane before letting loose a terrifying roar. It kicked off the choper, spinning itself around with its wings, it twisted, pulling its arm back, a massive spike from its elbow catching the rotor head of the Chopper and hacking it off. The top of the choper burst into flames, the fuel catching fire and the engine going offline, the triple rotor tilt wing started falling down, its other two engines on its wings keeping it from plummiting. The dragon hovered in mid air, simply takeing the shots from the Mosquito, it was faceing the jet, its tail rippleing through the air, wings glowing with bright purple nergy but not flapping... Yet it kept pace with the fight jet. Suddenly it lunged on hand foreward, the dragon darting foreward with an unearthly echoing howl, it caught onto the planes wing, digging in with its claws before kicking up and catching the planes other wing with its toe claws. It viciously tore the wing off, flames bellowing out. It pulled itself ontop of the burning plane, claws dug into its hull. Madays were filling the radio channel, Jacob heard Jullianes voice roar over the cacophoney of sounds "Don't eject yet! don't eject!" but it was too late, the cockpit canopy burst off and the pilots seat fired into the air. Jacobs eyes widened as he saw the dragon snatch the seat out of the air one of its glowing hands, stopping in mid air and letting the crippled jet fall below. It pulled the man out of the seat and flung it away.... Jacob could only watch as the dragon took hold of the panicing man its other hand and pulled him apart with jerk. Jacob winced, seeing what he assumed was a spray of blood, not wanting to believe his eyes. He looked back, seeing the dragon hover, as if laughing as too specks fell below... Then the dragon twisted around as if swimming through the sky, dissappearing in a gracefull purple pulse wave...

The only question asked over the com channel from nearly every one in the mission "What in the name of all things merciful was that?"

[Anaclagon]

American Ground Forces from the battlegroup were deployed as they began to set up a coastal base. AS for now, long range radar was monitering anything that may have been in the area besides them. The fleet was spreaded out and each had numerous angles to attack from just in case something attacked.

On the main carrier...news came in that something had attacked the British. Orders were given once more...

The American Pilots were to secure the permeter of the area then they would move inland and aid the British if required. A 10 man group of F-22A Raptors, led by the CFA-44. While John and his men would be in the air...they would not be the only ones as several groups of patrols of F-18's were securing the air space. They were just to help and then move inland...

The pilots were in their aircraft...ready to be launched from the carrier. They sighed and looked around, getting one last look of everything before they rose into the air...

Transmissions were being sent to the British...asking if aid was required.

[Iceking]

Darkscale was now flying off, heading for a lake that he had found in the first year that he had lived in his terriotry. He had kept away from human territory as much as possible to reduce the chance that they would seek to kill him. The village he had destroyed wouldn't be as significat as destroying berlin or another city.

[Doc 42]

Jacob picked up the reciver, getting the message. He responded, decideing to take command into his own hands now that Andrew was either missing or dead. "This is Ground team, still in transit. We advise that you keep away from us and minimise time in the air. Unpredicted and uncounted enemies present... We have lost one jet and a chopper..." Suddenly an explosion echoed through the sky, Jacob looked out the window to see tiny shreds of the drone sent ahead spiraling towards the earth below... one of the pilots said "Well fu**... Looks like the defence system is still active... Gona bring you boys down on the boarder..." Jacob sighed with relief, jumping into the jeep inside the heli, waiting to touch down. He wouldn't be any safer on the ground but at least he would be able to do something.

Suddenly a pilots frantic voice broke over the radio "This is blue 4 its right aft-ARGH!" His scream broke off as the shadowy dragon seemed to leap out of nowhere, its clawed hands slamming shut onto the planes body causeing it to explode into flames. It spiraled out of the manuever, laughing. Jacob watched in horror as it lunged towards Jullianes Barrel rolling jet. Without even a radio call, she punched out. The cockpit canopy flying off and the seat bursting out just moments before the dragons maw bit onto the rear fin, its legs snatching hold of the jets fuselage. Juliane continued to plumit, her chute not opening untill she was dangerously low to the ground. The dragon tore the plane in half, furious at the pilots escape. It roared loudly, zipping away into nothingness once more...

[Iceking]

Darkfang ripped a chunk of flesh from the left side of the cow and swallowed it as easily as he had done to the head. There were no humans in sight and he knew that if he saw one, it was better to flee as one human could alert a large group of them that might come after him in their veichles. To the dragon, it was better to be careful as even creatures like humans could still be a danger if not taken seriously.

[Anaclagon]

"Understood..." The americans replied back.

"Admiral...heavy encounters are happening all over the area. They've reconmended that we stay away from them.." The officer replied. The admiral paused...thinking on what he should say.

"Understood...send our fighters, get them a new course that has been taken. Their gonna do some recon...they have the green lignt to engage" The Admiral replied. "As for our ground forces...tell them to hold" He said contining

The officer nodded and gave the order...

[Doc 42]

The APC's plowed through the forest with speed. They had seen nothing since entering the Defence system's range... Perhaps there were survivors after all, kept alive by its lethal percission. However, Jacobs mind was else where... Dwindleing on Julliane's and Andrew's fate... wondering if they were alright...

[Anaclagon]

One by one the modfied American Aircraft took to the skies...

The F-18's in the area continued to appear and disappear as they scouted the peremiter as american ground forces go around, scanning and recording data. The Americans were on a recon mission with a green light to engage.

The CFA-44, under LT Commander John Roland continued to lead his men of elite american pilots through the air. Nothing was being picked up in radar as the planes supercruised through the area, high in the sky the roar of the engines echoed through the landscape. They were heavily armed if something where to attack but they intended on helping the British if it was needed still they were still on recon. Their mission depended wheter The american ground forces would advance or not..

So far, so good..

[Doc 42]

the trip to the research base was uneventfull and slow. It was hard to navigate through the overgrown forest and even harder to keep an eye out for enemies.... Jacob was almost bored inside the apc...

Things were much different for Julliane. She was currently pressed up against a tree, M4 with silencer attached in hand, her face covered in camoflauge face paint, her form mixing in with the woodland... It was the same reason she dyed her hair dark green back when the GDEA days... She glanced to her right... hearing the sounds of the forest being unsettled... A bead of sweat ran down her forehead... She wanted nothing more than to shout out and warn Andrew and the others... but she couldn't risk it... Then they would all die.... She heard a sinsiter chuckle nearby and the sound of rushing wind... a faint tribal whistle sounding in her ears.... There was a loud thud followed by screaming and gun fire, shouts ringing out over the forest. A laugh came out from the distance... She begun to slink away from the tree, intending to run when there was a loud crash, a tree in the distance being broken in half and falling to the ground. The noise makeing her jump and push up against the tree again... Freezeing in place... More screams and gunfire....

[Anaclagon]

The V formation of American Fighters continued to fly on, moving faster then the speed of sound without afterburners, staying in their "Super Cruise" mode. John looked towards the radar...everything was fine where they were. Ground Forces could advance but there still they werent clear to see there was no enemies in the area.

Inland, 6 miles off the beachead where the Americans landed was a makeshift airfield and base. It would be a good idea and take a break for the day and delopy when needed. It would be odd considering it wasnt fully prepared but american convoy's headed towards the intended area, giving supplies and weapons and other needs.

F-18's in the area circled the base, a mile away, patroling. American Fighters were still within the American Battlegroup off Ireland and were ready to unleash their fighters if needed.

"All right..were gonna take one more pass right through the area and then head for the airfield to refuel..remember we still got the green light and were ready to be deployed as soon as the order comes in.." John responded.

"Roger, Mobius One contining on the flightpath.." Mobius One replied through the comlink as the group of american fighters super cruised on, high in the air, scouting..