Sync calmly stepped out of the helicopter, apparently unaffected by the cold Arctic gale the flowed around him. He turned to watch as the helicopter left, back on its way to the ship to bring in more DH members. He switched back to the opposite direction, walking toward the ice tunnel that he knew would lead to the cavern below, the kingdom of the Snow Dragons. This meeting would be the largest peaceful grouping of humans, dragons, and other mythological beings in recorded history, not something to be forgotten. All the dragon kingdoms would be represented here, and many from the other races around the world. Sync, while not one of the delegates chosen by the DH high command, would take part in the work by chaperoning the Snow Dragon princess Ami, not exactly the job he had expected. Many other Dragon Hunters were standing by on an aircraft carrier nearby just incase anything went wrong. A snow dragon appeared beside him and motioned for Sync to follow. Well, it was better than not doing anything here at all.

The dragon led Sync all the way to the Ice Palace, then deeper within, all the way to royal chambers. The dragon motioned to the door, and Sync entered. Within was a very young looking girl, with long blond hair and an air of naivety about her. She had to be the youngest snow dragon princess that he was to escort around. Supposedly, this was going to be her first time out of the the palace. That must have been a boring life, not having ever left this frigid prison. As the girl looked around at him, he motioned for her to come, saying, "Come on, princess, we need to get you to the signing out in the courtyard." She got up and followed after him.

Rachel sat on the stairs of the aircraft carrier. The next flight was supposed to be hers. Hers and Nicholae's. They had been assigned as part of the guard for the activities, but now that Nicholae was dead... She didn't have a partner anymore. She was dismissed of her duties as a guard for the ceremonies even under such short notice as a week ago, while already onboard the carrier. So now she was stuck here. Not moving, cold. She moved aside from her position in front of the exit onto deck as a pair of Dragon Hunters passed. Guess they had been assigned her flight. She sighed as she drew her sword and began shaprpening it with a stons she carried in her pocket. That was the problem with an Ida, it required constant attention, but could be multifunctional when sharp. She sighed as she stood, preforming this menial task.

Part of her couldn't wait for orders from HQ about her new partner, but part said they should never come. She wanted to close the book on that but Nicholae was her partner, she couldn't just abandon him. He was also her friend. He seemed to be one of the few that never wanted to stay in the Hunters forever, he said he was getting money to start a band. He was constantly drumming on everything he could find, sometimes, it drove her mad. But now he was dead, becasue of her.

She sheathed her blade and ventured onto the deck, zipping up her warm coat to protect against the cold. She watched as the helicopter from the Snow Dragon's home. She watched as it landed and waited for it's next occupants. It was quite a distance to the snow Dragon's area, but there was no way that planes could land either, so the Hunters had been taking helicopters and climbing down to the surface of the ice. She had been completely briefed two weeks before with Nicholae. Right before they went out on that other mission...

Suddenly she was brought to. The pilot of the helicopter was still sitting there and yelling at her to get her ass in gear and ght over there. Wait, weren't there supposed to be others going in their place? Yeah, but they must've gotten sick or something. Boats aren't for everyone after all. She ran over to the pilot as he yelled at her "Let's go princess! Haven't got all day here! Got a schedule to keep and it's gonna be tight!" She hopped into the helicopter out of instinct more than anything else and soon it weas off of the ground. "Say... Where's your partner, princess?" The pilot said as he directed the machine toward the Snow Dragon's home. "Uhh.. he's, uh, sick." She lied, but the pilot responded. "Eh, tough bein' on the sea. give him my best when you see him again."

"I will" Rachel responded as the Helicopter started to hover and she threw down the ladder to climb. And with a deep breath she started down.


When she reached to bottom her arms were aching. That was a long climb to go down. As she watched the helicoptor fly away she began to realize what a bad idea this could turn into. She didn't have a partner and she was in defiance of top brass who relieved her of this.Well, it was what Nicholae would have done. He was always charging in headfirst to a problem. She sighed remembering the pilot's words as she repeated hers. "I will"

With that she began toward the entrance to the snow caves.

Zenn opened his eyes and stared up at the exposed roof rafters, at the aged wood that formed the ceiling of the temple. He had been meditating, for how long he did not know but the empty feeling in his stomach told him that it had been at least two days since he'd last ate. Zenn looked around, the main chamber where he sat was clothed in darkness with a few ever-presence candles casting flickering shadows upon the lovingly preserved statue of Buddha. Zenn knew distinctively that it was night and all the monks have retreated to their bed chamber for sleep or meditation. His stomach grumbled, reminding him the need for substance.

Zenn stood outside munching on the hard-bread that was the main staple of the Buddhist monks. The night was clear and the moon shone beautifully, casting a magical silvery light on the modest temple. It was a small one that hosted only a score of monks, all old, all readying to leave and pass into the ethereal realm. Perhaps it was time for him to leave also. For the last hundred years Zenn has been moving from temple to temple staying at each one for ten years. He had already spent the last ten years living here, studying with these old sages. Zenn nodded and decided to leave at first light.

"You've decided to leave then?"

Zenn turned around, it was the Eldest, a monk who's age even surprised Zenn. "Yes, Eldest," Zenn replied, bowing his head respectfully.

The elderly monk smiled, "we will miss you, my friend. Let you never loose your guiding light." he then reached for Zenn's hands and placed his white pine walking staff in them. "This staff has accompanied me for the last eighty year, with it I have never lost my way. May it help you in your journeys." He turned to leave but added, "It might be time for you to return to your kin, the times are dark and your light would be much needed there."

Zenn nodded holding the staff tightly, "I will think upon it. Farewell my friend."

The next day Zenn was gone before the first prayers were given, and spent the day hiking through the mountains, stopping at noon beside a small waterfall to rest.

"Anyone else against the idea of me taking the control?" Drezsa was talking with a calm and cold voice, the dragons hearing her couldn´t believe that she sounded so normal while she was smashing another dragon´s head with her tail, forcing him to stay laid in the ground, she stopped and raised her tail, for a moment it looked that she was about to stop when she suddenly left her tail fell with all her strength, the dragon growled in pain and stop breathing, the mood felt tense in the cave where Drezsa and the other dragons where standing.

Drezsa looked at the dragons sorrounding her, they looked excited; brute force show was old fashioned, but it was the best way to show who was in charge, she started to climb a rock swinging her tail so there wouldn´t be blood in her spikes she was trying to stay calm thinking fast "20... only 20... Did the rest of the group was killed? Or they joined the humans?" she growled in anger remembering how the humans waved at her... and with happiness, if the rest of the group were traitors she would give them a quick death for their betrayal, she stop climbing at a height were she was sure the rest of the group could see and hear her.

"What happened? When did we lost our ferocity? When did we surrender..." Drezsa stop satisfied the dragons were growling in anger, but not at her probably they were growling a the type of life they were living until now "Enough! Let´s fly with pride again, let´s burn this world to ashes and let´s make our enemies remember the fear of facing us!" The dragons started growling with excitement a young voice was heard between the growls "Let´s raid the snow dragons´ home!" Drezsa winked and answered with the same calm voice "Yes... let´s, so the enemy can came here and destroys us in the first strike." The growls stop, right... they where outnumbered and by a lot the same dragon spoke now with fear "So what we do?"

Drezsa standed in her back claws raising her body the most she could "We will start making this dump into a decent stronghold, this little cave shall be able to stand anything and anyone, make it bigger so a big army of dragons can fit in here..." Drezsa stop she had a good idea from a recent memory, it woud help and a lot "We will make this place underground if the humans are building higher and higher we will go lower... into the core of Earth if is needed, we won´t let them reach us so easily!"

The dragons growled with excitement and started to dig with their claws in one of the walls of the cave, Drezsa glided to floor of the cave and made a sign with her head to two young dragons so they would go to her "I have a mission for you two... " she stop talking watching slowly to the younglings, they look unprepared to make an attack by themselves "Let the snow dragons and the humans play games ... for now. I want you to look the improvement of the stronghold in my place.... and get rid of the garbage..." the young dragons nodded in silence watching at the dead dragon´s body while Drezsa left the cave walking slowly and started flying flapping her wings quickly and with a lot of strength "For now let´s see how many enemies are sorrounding us..."

Soon the shape of Drezsa was lost in the sky in her fast flight.

As Sync moved out to the city plaza for the signing, many other people were gathering there as well. Not just the delegates, but supporters and protesters alike set themselves around the site of the signing, waiting for the historic even to occur. Most of the delegates had already arrived; the kings and queens of all the dragons, many of the prince and princesses, and quite a few high ranking Dragon Hunters, namely the second in command, Ellen Grubnar. The first in command of the Dragon Hunters was too old to be here in person, but none of the dragons took offense. He had been the guiding force behind the original truce that arose from the horrors of another massive war. So Grubnar was here instead. Grubnar himself was a nasty man, in Sync opinion at least. He was a closet dragon hater that thought he hid it well. How he got to be the Second was anyone's guess, although he had supposedly been pretty good back in the day. In any case, that "day" was a long time ago.

Sync and Ami arrived at precisely twelve o'clock, five minutes before the signing was to take place. While neither was to actually do anything in the signing, both of them had been told it was important to see the signing. It would be a historic moment in the history of the world, and would lead to centuries of peace. As the snow dragon king stepped up to sign the document with a ceremonial quill pen, Sync felt a tug at his sleeve. Little Ami was there, but something was off. She had a glaved over look in her eyes, and was pointing upward, toward a cave high up in the monstrous cavern. A metallic glint caught Sync's eyes, and it only took a second for Sync to register what it was. He rushed at the king, tackling him just as a shot rang out, piercing the air were the kings head had just been. "Sniper!" Sync called out, causing a panic to sweep through the crowd. Sync rushed back to Ami, picking her up just as he caught a glimpse of a certain someone running. Grubnar. Sync chased after him after setting the princess down, who decided to follow him anyway. So focused was he on Grubnar, he never even noticed the men in suits appearing in rainbow flashes of light, carrying guns and firing randomly into the crowd.

Elenoara sat on top of the high snowy peak, silently watching the humans and snow dragons mingle. She had no family, no friends, no home to go back to. So she had come here, curious about the signing of the treaty. She knew she would be in danger here, as the slayers below would love nothing more than to end her life. She didnt really care though, she was more interested in watching them. She was in her human form, if you could call it that. She did feel much safer because she wouldnt be identified as a dragon as easily with her furry cat ears. They were keen like a cats, and she could barely make out what was being said far below if she was perfectly still. Then a shot rang out, from the cabe on the other side of the valley. Suddenly dozens of bullets were flying and everyone was running in terror. She growled under her breath, her mind racing as she tried to figure out what she should do. A bullet into her in human form would most likely not kill her, but it could put her in the hospital for a few weeks. In dragon form it would be much harder to hurt her, but she would most likely be mistaken as one of the attackers and killed. She growled under her breath, picking up her snowboard and standing. She ran and vaulted into the air, catching the board beneath her feet and snowboarding most of the way down. Then of course, she wrecked.

"Oh.." She moaned as she stood up, dusting the snow off of her. With her neko ears she wouldnt be suspected as dragon as easily, that was a plus. She ran into the crowd, grabbing one of the men with guns from behind and snapping his neck. She was stronger than the average human. She picked up his gun and turned back to the crowd. Using her shortness in hight to her advantage, she ran through the crowd towards the stage. She took the gun and jumped up onto the stage, ducking behind the table with the document and firing the gun at the attackers. A searing pain jerked through her upper arm, and she turned to see her blood staining her light pink shirt. The bullet had only grazed her though. With a low sigh she ducked back into the crowd, trying as hard as she could to save the civilians and not get shot.

Rachel was sitting out near the entrance when she looked at her watch. 11:57, the signing would be soon. Right now she would be doing her final runs through the caves for any attempt at violence by protest groups. She sighed looking up at the falling snow. Why did she ever think it was a good idea to come here. 90% she was getting caught. And even if she would be needed here, she didn't have a partner anyway, so she would have to work alone. Which was something she did not want to do.

Well, it was useless sitting there. she was doing nothing and if a single demon hunter that passed by knew her she was in hot water. She should at least move away from the exit. Maybe she should get closer to the signing? It was history in the making and she wouldn't mind seeing it. So many hunters would kill for the oppertunity to see that and she wouldn't let the chance walk right by her.

As she walked to the entrance to the grand Plaza, the hall that the signing was taking place, she looked around. Stationed around the perimeters of the area were demon hunters she recognized and some she didn't. She looked over to the station she had been previously assigned.

It was vacant.

So her replacements really did miss their helicopter. Well, somebody should be standing there at least. If somebody came through there and started something, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself. As she arrived at her station she loked back down at her watch. 12:03; two more inutes. In the time it had taken her to reach the other side of the plaza more of the dragon nobility had filled in the center of the plaza. All anxiously awating the signing of this document. Rachel looked on from her post, constantly scanning the crowd for any gleam of weapons. Soon the Snow Dragon king walked forward with a quill to sign the document. JUst as his pen was about to hit the page though, one of the dragon hunters, guarding a little girl presumably of nobility lept forward and takled the king down yelling sniper. The crowd was in chaos as people started appearing and causing mayhem and firing into the crowd. Rachel ran down to the center of the plaza where the guardians of the nobility were having a tough time. She reared up and slashed a suited man about to shoot at one of the dragons and continued her charge to the center.

As she reached there it was simply more chaos. Peope were trying to flee in rnadom directions as the dragon hunters tried to organize them. Soon she joined in organizing and soon the hunters had gathered the dragon nobility and started moving them towards the exit to the plaza while other hunters tried to stave off the assaulting suited men.

Drezsa was gliding keeping the balance in a height were she could see all below her without been spotted, she turned her long neck at her back after hearing a strong noise, an old dragon, even older than her, from her group was trying to reach her flapping it´s wings fast, Drezsa growl annoyed, sky battles between dragons were usually noisy; if that dragon and her clashed the position of the group would be in danger of being discovered, she prepared as the old dragon reach her and kept flying at her side without saying anything, it was until after a moment of silence that he started speaking.

"Young one, I salute you, in you I see the pride of our race, oh young herald of death I..." Drezsa roared in anger she never liked that type of attitude towards her, she wasn´t a hatchling anymore. "Stop that! Complimenting me won´t give you anything more than your death!" The old dragon kept a calm attitude, but he clearly looked like he wanted to attack "Of course, of course I am not trying to win your nice side towards me, and certainly I don´t want to die yet, I am only trying to understand you... allow me to explain you are very different from the rest of the family, I bet you are from a different brood... just like me, a brood of the days of the war."

Drezsa turned her head to the front clearly annoyed and angry. Did the old dragon come all the way just say that to her? She continued her flight looking to the cities below her followed by the old dragon, he looked like he was troubled by something and after a moment of silence he said the same thing that Drezsa had been thinking since she left the group "We are few, Herald... what can we achieve against the new alliance with so few in our side?" Drezsa wasn´t prepared for that question, she kept thinking in that the problem was that all the answers coming to her head weren´t able to succed for that little thing, the current number of dragons following her, she decided to answer the old dragon following her ideas "Things are already in motion..."

Thw old dragon looked surprised at Drezsa, his tone sound more respectful than when he talked to her fot the first time "Youn.... no, Herald did you do something before coming to us?" Drezsa turned her eyes to other side, what was with the herald thing? Well not like she dislike it, it sounded kinda good... "I did, I escape from my jail" the old dragon looked at Drezsa like he couldn´t believe what he was hearing, she decided to continue before he lost his respect for her "Think for a moment now, one dragon more in this world, do you remember how hated are we? Specially us? I can bet you that the snow dragon´s play won´t end nice, not all the dragons are good with this... "alliance" nor the humans, what are we gonna do is make the world remember us and how nice the wars were, yeah you were right I am different unlike the rest of you I don´t fear acting, the other races will come to us begging to join us... it´s our time now" Drezsa looked at the old dragon with a killing glare, he looked surprised at her but changing his expression to an excited one, surely he remembered his youngs days and was dying to act again, Drezsa turned her body glading to her base being followed, now respectfully, by the old dragon there was a lot of things to do and so few time to do them.

Even as all hell began to break loose behind them, Sync and Ami followed Grubnar deeper and deeper into the maze of tunnels under the main cavern of Jotunheim. As the sounds of chaos slowly began to die out, Sync picked up his radio to call in reinforcements for the convention that was that was happening above them. Unfortunately, a blizzard was blowing in, making it nigh impossible to get men over to Jotunheim in time to do anything. They would have to hold out. The imperial guard had to be mobilized by now. They had to be.

Finally, Grubnar's footsteps paused ahead of them. They had reached the end of the line, it seemed, and Sync definitely would not let Grubnar get away with this one unscathed. "Grubnar," he stated dispassionately, "for the crimes of attempting to assassinate dragon royalty and stall a long time peace effort, I'm afraid I'm going to have to bring you back to the base for a few questions."

"Only if you can, you dragon loving little brat." Grubnar suddenly whipped a hand to his belt and began to draw a pistol. Sync, however, was much faster. Before the gun had even cleared the holster, Sync had shot Grubnar in his wrist, rendering it useless. "Will you come quietly, or must I use a little force?" Grubnar tried to make another move with his other hand, but the results were the same. He now had two useless hands, and nowhere to run. "Fine, you got me, you obnoxious midget. Good work." Sync moved forward to take Grubnar back to the surface, but something behind him yanked him back. Just that second, Grubnar's body exploded in a flash of rainbow light, causing the ceiling above him to cave in. Sync "tched," then thought aloud, "Magic bomb. They wouldn't have wanted him to share any secrets, and he sure didn't want to give them either." If he had been caught in that, he would have died. He turned to look at the girl behind him, the little princess Ami. The one that had pulled his neck out of the fire. Her eyes had the same glazed sheen they had had before. He took her hand, snapping her back. "Come on, princess, let's get back. We need to check on everyone else."
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From a cave high up in the main chamber, three figures watched the chaos unfold below. "Look at the idiot dragons squeal down there! They don't know what hit them!" The voice emanated from the shortest of the three figures, and was that of a young, high pitched little girl. The tallest of them, towering over the girl, simply nodded. The one with long hair said back, "Calm yourself, Sigyn. This is only the beginning of our master stroke. It just wouldn't do to have you lose interest before we got even halfway through it all. Though I must admit that the sight is rather gratifying. Wouldn't you agree, Loki?" The tall one nodded, and then looked at the long haired one, who was quite obviously in charge. "Yes, yes, we can leave. So impatient." The trio vanished in a flash of rainbow light, leaving only the girls maniacally giggling behind.

Soon Rachel and the other Dragon Hunters had evacuated the dragons out of the main plaza and out of immediate harm. Rachel felt bad leaving others back in the pandemonium, but if one of the royalty was killed, it was all over for negotiations with that tribe. Soon the dragons were in the palace, safely guarded by the rapidly reporting Dragon Hunters madly running around to take defensive positions. Suddenly the snow Dragon king bellowed out. "Ami! Ami!! Where is Ami?!" Rachel spun around at the Snow Dragon king's cries for his daughter. Damn, it was times like this Rachel wished she had backup! The other hunters there had their duties to protect specific dragons and could not go search. So, maybe it was good she came after all.

She could practically hear Nicholae saying "Told ya' so".

She ran out of the palace and down toward the main plaza, trying to avoid confrontations which was successful until she reached the plaza. She nearly ran into a rebel which she promptly stabbed with her drawn blade. Where was this girl hiding?

Suddenly she remembered the man that had tackled the Snow King over. To get that close to the signing he would need to be protecting somebody, and it was well known it was supposed to be Grunbar protecting the king. What if he was protecting Ami? If he was, he might have dragged her off with him when the fighting started. She turned and ran in the direction he had previously gone when a sharp pain shot up her left arm, causing her to drop her pistol. Crap, she got shot. Now of all times. She hit the ground, dropping her sword long enough to holster er pistol then picked up her sword again, sprinting away from the main battlefield grimicing at her would. Where was this guy? Luck didn't seem to be going her way right now.

Dante saw the palace and from above he saw nothing he was flying over to check the signing but from radio chatter he heard that there is a attemtive sluaghter of the dragons he smiled "good a fight this is going to be fun" . he held his hand opened and the ring gave him a sword he yelled "see ya old man" and he jumped out of the aircraft a landed and the ice broke a bit. He then heard gun shots he ran twoards the fight he pretty soon saw the men with guns he charged at one andstabed him in the back. One of the men turned at the wrong time Dante slashed at his chest the man laid there still bleeding he heard the swearing from the others "you better get a close combat weapon or you are dead!". The gang of gunsmen didnt follow his advice and shot at him he jumped up and came down and slashed at five of them when his sword turned into a giant sword he swung it around him he killed alot of them but still many more he felt the warm blood on his leg "Damn i got hit" he felt the pain but his training made him press on with a small limp and slower speed. He felt another bullet hit him "man got to continue" he saw a dragon hunter who was wounded he ran to help "Im Dante Darkheart im here to help do you need some help?" he saw another man with a sword dante sword turned to two swords and sliced him up

Zenn arrived in Shangri-La, the capital of the Eastern dragons two days later. The capital was was filled with dragons of all different shapes and sizes. Shangri-La was not only the capital of the Eastern dragons but also where most of them lived. With the rapid growth and development of the humans, very few places were left for the dragons outside the mountains. This was the first time in more than a hundred years since Zenn had last seen his kind or had any contact with them. Nevertheless he was welcomed into the famed, legendary valley. There Zenn caught up on news about the world and the current state of affairs between the humans and the dragons. He learnt that very week, the Ice Dragons of Europe were holding a peace treaty signing with the humans. Most of the dragons of Asia did not mind co-existing with the humans, most of them have lived that way in the past. Zenn find out the location of the signing and set off as a self-proclaimed delegate of the Eastern Dragons.

Jotunheim:

Zenn flew for the most of the next two days. His dragon form felt heavy after so many years but he regained his dragon senses quickly and rediscovered the delight in flying. Zenn made it to Jotunheim on the day of the signing and could tell that something was wrong. Army helicopters were hover all around the meeting place, and there was a sense of panic that surrounded the area. Zenn changed form and swung into one of the helicopter. After the initial surprise, Zenn learnt that some one has sabotaged the signing and have infiltrated the place with armed terrorists. They have lost almost all connection with the guards placed inside and the reinforcements have not yet arrived.

Zenn entered the main chamber the meeting was held. The fighting has already moved to another area and there were broken bodies laying everywhere, some groaning and some silent. Zenn quickly moved around, checking each victim, doing his best to keep each one comfortable. He had learnt many healing techniques from the monks of the orients and he applied everything he knew here. Finally Zenn stopped, his clothe and hands stained a deep red. He did what he could for these people, and surely there will be more injured farther in. Zenn leaned against his staff and staggered into the next section of the cave. Healing these people had taken a lot out of him, especially after a two days flight. Once again, Zenn set about working on the injured praying that reinforcements would arrive quickly. He could hear the fighting now, screams and shouts of dragons and humans mix together coming from further in.

Planes, tanks, missiles, cars, skyscrapers, bombs, televisions, satellites? Drezsa was lost after asking the old dragon where were the castles and the horses in the new cities. The old dragon was flying taking distance from Drezsa trying to avoid a sure kill attack while telling her all that she miss while being sealed, now he was doubting to continue noticing that with each thing he said she got more and more angry; he was in a pinch either he suffer her anger for telling her all or he suffered her anger for not finishing.

“So...” Drezsa talk apparently calm, but her voice was telling that she was really mad “We left the humans do all this... and stop attacking them for their wars? Why no one attacked them when they were trying to recover?” The old dragon breathed relieved, he was starting to believe he would arrive to the cave alive “Well... no one knows, after the wars ended the groups supporting the humans acted more openly and no one opposed... not at the open at least.” Drezsa didn´t answer instead she started to flap her wings with more strength increasing her speed.

Outside the cave one young dragon was breathing fire to a pile of bones, the remains of the dead dragon´s body, trying to reduce them to ashes, it stop watching how Drezsa and the old dragon landed near the entrance of the cave, it nodded to them before talking with a happy and calm voice showing it was a female “Ah master, welcome back.” Drezsa stop surprised “Master? First the old one and now this youngling. Will I receive tittles for every dragon in the group?” She made a move with her head ordering the young dragon to follow her.

Drezsa looked around the cave there where no dragons around just big piles of rocks and piles of black rocks and a big hole in the wall of the cave, Drezsa walked to the hole it was more like the entrance of a big tunnel, big enough to let three dragons pass at the same time, but the tunnel wasn´t going underground it was making a turn to the left side of the cave. Drezsa then looked to the piles of black rocks, after a moment she realized they were obsidian rocks, a strange find but they would useful for her plans then she turned watching at the other dragons, the young one was watching her with expectation waving her tail to side to side while the old one watched the young dragon with disapproval.

“Well I see that my orders are being followed... partially. Why isn´t the tunnel going underground?" The young dragon nod again before answering “Yes master, my brother is in charge of directing the tunnel while I tried to get rid of the garbage, we tried to end before you arrive.” Drezsa was starting to calm down this young dragon was a promise, she and this brother of her sounded loyal enough to follow her orders blindly, but also intelligent enough to improve them. “Good good... Go for your brother and three more young dragons and bring them before me... I will give you new orders” The young dragon bowed her head and entered the tunnel, after a moment Drezsa started talking to the old dragon. “So you say this... televiton and radio... They show the things as they happen?” The old dragon nodded “Yes herald... the “televisions” and radio are used to give the news at real time.” Drezsa turned at the entrance of the cave watching at the sky “This could be used at our favor...”

After a time, Sync and Ami emerged from the tunnel that he dug deep into the earth. The scene before them was horrendous, so much so that Sync covered Ami's eyes before she could witness the carnage. Bodies were strewn all over the plave like grotesque broken toys, with the sounds of gunshots still echoing about the chamber around them. Sync led Ami back to the palace, to where her mother and father and siblings were. Sync deposited her behind her mother, and said, "I'm sorry, your Majesties. I am truly sorry. I know this won't be any consolation, but the bastard who did all of this is dead. There isn't even a body left. But it shouldn't have come to that. We should have been able to have sniffed this out beforehand."

The King sighed, sadness in his eyes, but not a hint of anger. "It is not your fault, entirely. In our own arrogance, we had only had a token force of the royal guard here. We hadn't dared to think that anyone would dare to ruin such an important thing as this. That was foolish to the highest degree. It is our fault as well. Now go, young Dragon Hunter. You must do your best to make up for your mistake, just as we must make up for our's."

Sync saluted, then rushed off to quell what remained of the fighting. Not much did, as the blizzard outside had finally calmed enough to permit reinforcements to enter the city. In a matter of minutes, the last of the shots had quieted down, and an eerie silence fell over the entire city, an obressive nothingness after the chaos that had just been heard. Then a few shots rang out, in the direction of the palace itself. In horror, Sync rushed back to behold a sight that was the worst fear of all the Dragon Hunters; the king and queen lay on the ground, bleeding, with Ami and the eldest prince, Jormand, looking on. Ami's mouth was moving wordlessly, and Jormand wore a mask of mixed rage and sadness. Sync bowed his head as two dragons took away the unconscious monarchs, knowing that only a miracle would save them, and save the hope of peace between the two nations.

Eleanora stood, the gun at her side as the princess and a man came out of the tunnel. She had fought hard, taken three bullets to the legs, and with the help of the other man.. Danke.. they had either killed them all or forced them to flee. Now she and Danke stood in the field of bodies, standing out greatly. She was still in human form, her long cat ears keeping her safe from these hunters who would love nothing more than to end her. She watched in silence as the slayer ran off towards a small skirmish she hadnt even noticed. Then the silence was horrible after all the gunshots. Then she heard the click-clack of a gun being cocked. It was far away, probably a sniper. If it hadnt been in complete silence she wouldnt of heard it.

"Get down!" Her voice was drowned out by gunshots, and in seconds it was over, and the queen and king lay on the ground. She would have dived in the way if she had been close enough, but there hadnt been time. She ignored the pain in her legs as she approached the silent slayer, his face bent and strong feelings that Eleanora couldnt name. But for some reason she felt compelled to comfort him. "You tried." She whispered softly, looking out to the glistening mountain peaks. She was being so stupid to try and comfort someone who would love to take her life if he found out her identity. So stupid indeed.

Dante trembled with rage "im going to kill all of them there all dead!" without even waiting he jumped up to where the sniper was and he heard the panting of the fleeing sniper he ran towards him then he was encountered by some other men who blocked him he charged them and killed them all and kept on running towards him they were out in the open and the man triped he coward in fear.He put his swords to his neck he laughed "what made you think you would live after angering me?". The man just had tears running down his face begging to live Dante was disgusted "you are weak! get out of my face you dont deserve to be killed by a fighter like me!" Dante turned his back and then the man took out his knife and stabed him in the back Dante spit out blood the man smiled and ran off soon picked up by a helicopter dante fell his blood on the snow "It wont end like this theres got to be a way to get him now!" he fell down his vision becoming blured soon all black.He yelled out for someone to help before he became unconcise

John Oblivion smiled his Ipod was pluged in to the radio he had the door to the helicopter opened and let the cold air through. His pilot was wraped up thickly "sorry man its just i like the cold alot!" the man nodded "no problem mate." he said with and austrailian accent. John smiled he saw a body bloody he felt the person was still alive he jumped out and it took seconds to land he landed with a light thud. John ran to Dante "you ok human i here to help" he pulled out the knife in Dantes back and his hand glowed lightly with a light blue he placed his hand on him and the blood gathered back into Dante then his wound closed up Dante woke up gasping John picked him up and carried him to the palace and placed Dante next to Eleanora "I found Dante stabed from behind he was close to dead from blood lost i manged to safe him in time is there anymore attackers?" John opened his handes and from his hands two black and silver swords he grabed them has the handle came out he put them on his back he looked at at her she was cute for a dragon in human form he smiled "Im John Oblivion im a demon and what your name beautyful dragoness?"

(ooc:Switching to first person, cause its soooo much easier)

I, Eleanora, pushed back my hair, brushing her neko ears. I felt the looks coming from those around her at the word dragoness. I bit bit lip. Was I that obvious to see through or did he just have special powers? I was in human form, and with my cat ears very few could identify me as a dragon. I saw the questioning looks of the slayers, and had to take a deep breath not to scream. Finally I found my voice.

"Dragoness? Do dragons have kitty cat ears?" I smile playfully, not denying it or lying, but not affirming it either. My eyes sparkle at the demon, and I know very well Im toying with him. These people are under oath to kill me, even though I did just save their butts. They dont seem to be buying it, so I just shrug nonchalantly. "Well, even if I am a dragon, I just saved your butts." I ignore my bleeding legs, already starting to heal. Notice I dont say im not a dragon, because the thing is.. my bloodline has a strange trait. None of the females in our family can lie. If I try to say something that isnt true, my voice just kinda leaves, as if I have laryngitis. (ooc:Im sure thats spelled wrong) However, if I think somethings true thats actually not, I can say it fine. I watch the slayers, still clutching the gun in my right hand. I see the demons look, and I cant help but chuckle softly. "Eleanora."

John smiled "Ahh Elenoara what a pretty name very much like your self." John rubed the back of his head "So you were here for the signing?I came here for extra back up." John smiled i a heart warming way he looked at the other men all pretty low rank "Our mission was to make nice with dragons but then we were rudely interupted so if you attack i will use my blades." The men respecting his rank backed off grumbleing Dante moved a bit but went back to sleep.

Eleanora

I chuckle softly, my hair shaking gently as I do so. I wont lie, it feels good to be flirted with, though the threat lowered the romanticism a good deal. I nod slightly, not bothering to point out the peace was between ice dragons and humans, and I am a fire dragon. But they dont know that, and that is a good thing. I turned back to the demon.

"That you wont need to do, as if I intended harm I one, wouldnt have helped save you, and two, wouldnt be doing this." I tossed the gun over my shoulder, it clattering to the ground a good fifteen feet behind me. I shrug again. "So what do we do now?" I raise a brow, waiting patiently for them to reply.

John smiled "well a kiss would be lovely from a dragoness like your self." He loved to flirt with the ladys he moved a littel close he put his arm around her. The other men groaned and wispered "out of all the high ranking hunters he is the one who flirts with any woman in sight." John gave them a small push to trip them his magic came in use at times. He gave a flirtish smile and he didnt even pay any mind to the other men.

Rachel returned to the main palace to take a breather and to take stock of the situation. No luck in finding Ami so far. She had to be somewhere out there! She took deep breaths as she looked around the main hall of the palace, now defended by the hunters. She had decided to come back out of real necessity more than anything else. Her leg was bleeding badly and she had several other wounds from other encounters she came across. She sat at one of the edges staring into the hall at all of the other walking wounded.

How did this happen!? She thought to herself. "How could the Hunters have failed so miserably? We knew people were going to make a counterstrike if possible and could do nothing to prevent it! How..." She closed her eyes slowly and thought back through the situation. Wait... Ami! She was still out there! Her eyes shot open as she tried to stagger up. But soon she was pushed back down by a nearby medic, noticing her attempt to stand. She scanned the room as the medic treated her wounds. IT was amazing the skill these men and women had. They could heal minor injuries with little to no difficulty and they could keep a dying man alive for a very long time.

It was a shame that none was there for Nicholae...

As she continued to scan the room, her eyes fell upon the Snow Dragon king. He was holding close to him a young girl that was not there before. Ami? She almost laughed. So Ami was already here. She was on a useless and pointless mission from the beginning. What a fool she felt like. Soon the medic walked away from her and toward another wounded and Rachel stood again, brushing her hair out of her face. Well, she had to get out there again now. They had to salvage what repoire they still had with the dragons by fighting to the last man.

((Again sorry for the long post and taking so long placing it... Names of the dragons and the group as a whole incoming in next posts... Please enjoy the step in of the evil dragons in the plot))

Drezsa was flying at the fastest speed she could chaging the pace between the flap with her wing and gliding using the wind to go even faster, she was angry after leaving the brothers just ordering them to speed up the build of the stronghold, a shame that she had to left without talking seriously with the promising brothers, but the old dragon was right if she was planning to take action it was better to act now, in revenge she ordered the old dragon and the younglings to land in a city so they could get any kind of information that would help them.

After a few moments Drezsa heard sound of wings flapping behind, turning her head she saw the old dragon and the younglings flying behind her, but she didn´t slow down; if they need to talk to her they better make their best effort in trying to reach her after a moment the old dragon finally reached her looking excited "Herald! Great news! The communications are lost in event, but rumors says that something real big involving some dragons leaders happened!" Drezsa wink slowly she didn´t understand how the news of the humans work, at least she understand the fact that communications being interrupted were serious "So... Something happened and the attention of the world is focused there... Perfect, follow me let´s do this."

Drezsa leaded the four dragons flying across lands and mountains, she had in mind where she wanted to attack. An old village that she visited when she was young before she traveled to the countries of the north, a village that dared to make fun of the dragons not knowing how lucky they were having other villages and countries as neighbors that kept the dragons at bay not allowing them to reach it. Now it was time to show the villagers what the dragons could really do. After some moments of flying Drezsa saw the village, although it wasn´t a village anymore now it a was big city with tall buildings and skyscrapers.

"The insolence of the humans will know it´s end today, prepare village of Rennes I came to destroy you today." Drezsa turned her head to the dragons following her "Old one you will capture a human and keep him alive, keep in the air, fire from the sky, the rest follow me..." Drezsa turned her head ignoring a growl from the old dragon she was aiming where to start her attack "go now... to the feast!"

Drezsa started the attac diving into the city breathing fire over all the people and the cars that she could, she quickly got satisfied watching how not even those "cars" could handle her flames, she kept breathing her fire burning buildings, cars, people and whatever was at her reach hearing the roars of the young dragons behind her. Drezsa turned her head at the sound of strange sounds, they were the sounds of sirens of police cars, they were about to stop when a flame coming from the sky burned them down. Drezsa roar excited this is why she ordered the old dragon to stay airborne no matter how much they advance humans way of thinking was the same as she remembered, horses or cars it was the same if they were caught surprised they would call the cavalry if that failed they would called the archery, but the floor was now a sea of flames she wanted to see the new archery trying to get a position to shoot at them.

The once beatiful city of Rennes was now a living sea of flames, with the buildings burning down th city that was full of sounds and laughs was now in a dead silence the only sound that could be heard was the one of the flames eating the buildings of the city, Drezsa turn her head to the old dragon as he was lowering his flight without landing, he was grabbing a fainted male human with his back claws the young dragons got close to him the looks in their head were telling Drezsa that they were desiring to kill or eat him. "Stop! I need him alive..." Drezsa got near to the old dragon and whisper some things to him, he sure liked them since he smiled and even looked as if he was younger again. "Do it... I will get in position."

The old dragon released the human and grabbed him with his front claws, after a moment he started bretahing hot air in his face, forcing him to wake up, the man winked a lot of times the hot air did the trick he could see the shapes of the dragons but not recognize them; the old dragon moved his claws so he could see to a skyscraper that was intact near a hill, in the past it was the highest tower of the village, the proud of the defense as they called it, the man started shouting some gibberish in his language but stop watching a dragon raising behind the skyscraper and burning it until the flames looked black, after she endedd Drezsa glided to the human putting her face right in front him showing her big fangs.

"Hear, and hear me well human..." The man opened his eyes at the size of plates even the old dragon looked surprised, Drezsa was talking in an ancient common language suposedly the one that humans and dragons talked before they broke relationships apart in the past, for Drezsa it was a obvious choice she didn´t knew the native language of the place "No one wil mess with our fathers and get clear with it, we came with orders from the snow dragons and that flame is our sign you won´t do what you want without paying the price..." The old dragon released the human in the floor then Drezsa step on it with one claw putting pressure on him, the man started shaking and talking while crying he was probably begging for his life "No... you won´t die here, you will live and tell all what happened here and believe I will know if you don´t do it." Drezsa grabbed the man and raised in the sky while flapping her winds quickly, she flew a few meters dropping the guy in the road where the flames wouldn´t reach him then roaring with strength she got height followed by the others dragons, the old dragon got near Drezsa talking to her with respect.

"Herald, why the lie?" Drezsa made a face that could be taken as a smile "Think, there is no way the humans can recognize the flames, the only thing real is that the black flames can only be took off by ice or snow dragons, so this will look like a direct challenge... and for the others dragons after the saw the black flame in the tower they will start to look for us... let´s get ready to prepare an army." The old dragon and the younglings started roaring with excitement while Drezsa kept in silence flying back to the stronghold. It was time to make the war return to the world.

Eleanora felt her skin stand on edge as he put his arm around her. She only shrugged, closing her eyes and literally growing. In ten seconds her body had stretched and changed, now she a full sized dragon standing before the group. His arm had gotten pushed away, and her human clothes now lay shredded on the ground below her. But it was no matter. She chuckled softly, her voice sounding about the same.

"And why would you want to kiss a dragon? Last I heard humans find us ugly." She smirked slightly, her purplish-pink scales shimmering in the sun. She was small for a dragon, about the size of a large bear, only a little taller than a human. No trace of her neko heritage showed in this form, luckily. She was toying with him, even though in all honest even to a human she was usually concidered pretty.

Zenn breathed a sigh of relief as the emergency medics arrived. They were surprised but thankful that someone has already started treating the victims. With the help of the soldiers, the injured were quickly loaded onto helicopters and flow away. The unfortunate dead were covered with cloth and awaited burial. However thankfully most of the downed people were the enemies. Once the medics had taken control of the situation Zenn left to seek out an explanation of just what had happened. Following the twisting ice tunnels, Zenn arrived at the entrance of the royal palace but just as he was about to enter, two gun shots rang out from within the palace. Zenn rushed in to see two crowned ice dragons of great age collapsed upon the ground bleeding from chest wounds. Surrounding the two fallen dragons were a human and two younger ice dragons. The gunner was no where in sight. Zenn quickly knelt beside the bleeding dragons and glory to the heavens, they still had breathing albeit very shallow and inconsistent. Zenn placed his hands on the chests of the two dragons and concentrated. His hands started glowing a pale orange and the glow seep through Zenn's fingers and into the dragons attempting to stop the bleeding and close the wound. Zenn could feel deep powerful magic within the two dragons, these two must be the King and Queen of the Ice Dragons. The innate magic of the King and Queen aided him somewhat in stabilizing the wounds, however it was still not enough. Zenn could feel the two monarchs' life force fading away. In desperation, Zenn reared back resuming his dragon form and breathed out a steady stream of healing mist. The mist wrapped itself around the King and Queen until slowly the bleeding stopped and the bullet wounds closed up. The King and Queen were still in critical condition and needed treatment however the clutches of death have been beaten back. Zenn continued to breath out the mist waiting for the healers to arrive.