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Leric starts to move behind the man not knowing what is to come next. A burning sensation starts to flow from his hand as he grows closer to the man and faint words of chaos echo threw his mind saying "kill him! He is the betrayer of my kind. Kill him!" Leric ignores the pain and walks closer. "I will not be ignored whelp!" Chaos roars out droping Leric to his knees as Chaos fights to gain control over Lerics body. Leric feels the sensation of the transformation taking place on the left side of his body. Lerics arm becomes enveloped in black dragon scales runing all the way up to his neck down to his feet. His left eye turns that of a dragon and a horn sprots out on the left side of his head. Leric lets out a blood curdling screem "I will not do your bidding...I will not become a slave... I am the master over this body not you!!!" Chaos roars out "You are but a puppet nothing more! Now let me have control! You can not trust the betrayer!" "I will trust him because Darion has trust in him. I would sooner die than let you harm any one else!" Leric pulls back his right hand that has razor sharp claws on it and brings it up to his neck to slice his own throat. His left hand grabs the right and Chaos yells out "You fool you will kill me as well? And after all I have given you?" "Given me? This curse is not anything I ever wanted! I want a peaceful life working in my fathers blacksmithing shop, having kids and a wife, and a stupid dog to kick when I have a hard day at work." Tears start to flow down his right eye. "But you took it from me! You stole my dreams and I hate you for it." a vocie enters Lerics mind "How can you say you serve me when you have hate? Is the fact I chose you to master this where your hate comes from? Or do you hate yourself for the deeds you have been forced to do?" "I hate everything! So many had to die for me and this thing why do I get to live when a destroyed town is littered with the bones of many great people?" Leric whispers back. "Overcome this I have made away, have faith, and never give in to your own fears and emotions. For I am THE GREAT I AM and I am with you always." The transformation on his left arm starts to fade as he bows to the ground. The horn fades and his eye shifts back to normal as he sits back up reveling the tears that cover his face.
 
Darion was taken aback. He looked at the newcomer in confusion. "He shouldn't be able to hear that voice. I silenced it."

His friend nodded. "That my be true. But it has a great hatred for me, as well as all the others. That hatred broke the peace you put on the boy's mind. He doesn't know how to maintain a peaceful state of mind. You can go, Darion. Your Lord has spoken to him. I have no say in his destiny. I will not harm him."

"I'm glad to hear it, old friend." Darion knew he had no reason to doubt his long time companion. He turned to Leric.

"I have no doubt that what you are about to experience will be difficult for you, Leric. But your guide is old beyond measure, and has the wisdom to match his years. Follow his instructions, and heed his advice. Now I will leave you. He is called Fang. I believe he would prefer that name over any of his others." With that, a thick mist swirled quickly around Darion, and then he was gone.

Fang turned around to look at the lad. The red glow from his eyes would, as always, match with his blank expression to let off no hint of emotion whatsoever. The enchanted armor he wore, combined with his height, and the obviously battle hardened body, all added to the same effect. To any human, Fang was an intimidating figure to stand before. To a frightened young man who was confused by his own mind, any reaction was possible.

The moment he turned around his eyes were already looking into the boy's, and mentally, he was standing at the foot of a wicked dragon who seethed hatred for the humanoid figure now standing before it. Fang spoke aloud to Leric only briefly. "Hello, Leric." That was all he said. In the same space of time, however, he managed to make the connection with Leric's mind, locate the dragonic spirit inhabiting it, and begin a conversation.

"Hello, Kalimor. I hear you have decided to use Chaos as a name now. That is a very bold standpoint, considering how many members of the Council are far more chaotic than you ever were. I would say that probably was not the best choice of names. Plus, taking your frustrations with the Council out on this youth was probably not the wisest course of action you could take, either. Then again, you never were one to think through what you were doing."
 
"Fang I was old before you where born! You and those upstarts gave man the capacity to entrap our kind in theses damned crystals. That would be king and his people who encroched on my land hunting our game and slaying my children and my mates how was this justice! You and your damn council did nothing to help me and my flight instead you left us to die. I was a elder dragon of the black and my name is Chaos now whelp dont forget it!" Kalimor roars out as a shadowy image of his dragon form reveals him self to fang.
 
"I will be confronting the dragonic spirit within that stone you hold. You may feel a bit odd. I swear to you that you are in absolutely no danger. The domain of the mind is my realm to command." Fang spoke to Leric in a surprising amount of comfort. Again, that short sentence took up the same amount of time as much more of a conversation on the mental level.

Fang was completely unphased by the attempted display of power by Kalimor. He hadn't ever been intimidated by Kalimor, or any of the other elder dragons before. Without the power of the Elder Council backing him now, Kalimor was a lone dragon. Not even that. He was only part of a lone dragon. Kalimor knew that Fang's mental powers were second to none. In this mental confrontation, even with Fang speaking to Leric aloud, Fang was easily the superior force. To add to it, Fang spoke with the full authority and power of the entire Elder Council. Plus, there were some things about Fang that the former elder dragon didn't know.

"You are wrong on several levels, Kalimor." Fang refused to use the pretend name, and the voices of the other, more chaotic, elders roaring their objections to Kalimor's self-appointed name, only confirmed what Fang had already said. "For one, you were a few centuries old before the time when the Council thought I was born. Do not forget that my memory before what was assumed was my twenty-second year was gone when I was inducted into the Elder Council. In fact, you, yourself, observed that I displayed particularly unusual abilities for a black dragon. My command of mental and elemental powers, for example, was far beyond that of any black dragon. The reason for that, Kalimor, is simple." Every time Fang said the name Kalimor, he stressed it, to drive home the effect. Kalimor was the dragonic word for unrest. It implied that, while the one who held that name was certainly on the chaotic side of The Balance, they were not, by any means, on the chaotic extreme. That was precisely the case with Kalimor. He always wanted to be more chaotic, but couldn't ever bring himself to actually be so.

Fang continued with his explanation. "I displayed unusual powers for a black dragon, because I am only half black dragon. The mystery of my father was solved a few decades after you were enslaved in that stone. The other half of my lineage, is Dreamer. The true date of my birth is over five millennia before originally thought. I am older than all but two members of the Elder Council."

He let that sink in for but a moment before going on with his rebuke. "Additionally, Kalimor, the Elder Council taught the humans to enslave dragons in crystals exclusively because of the actions of you and your underlings. As a member of the Council you knew, exactly, what the consequences of upsetting The Balance would be. Even after being banished from The Council you continued your action. To be honest I wanted to simply kill you, but the other members of The Council decided this would be a more appropriate punishment, to link you to the humans you were tormenting for the rest of time."

"You see, Kalimor, we did not refuse to help you. It was you who chose to reject the warnings of the Elder Council, and so your punishment was brought upon yourself."
 
Kalimor roars out "I was looking out for my flight and all dragon kind and you fools gave this gift to man and what happen? They enslaved thousands of dragons for their own greed. I hate humans for there weakness to fall in to corruption so easly if I myself must become evil to end their evil I will do it. Us of the black flight where charged with protecting the lesser races and keeping balance you knows this as well as I do the black flight blood runs deep in your vains. I saw them time after time wage war over land, food and honor. I even remmber seeing a battle over a single woman. Why do this? How was are kind to keep them in check but did we no like a plauge they envolped the land did we stop them no I pleaded and begged for us to stop them but they did not. I did what I did for all dragon kind and for my deeds I was given a eternal prision."

Leric looks over at Fang "Sir what is he talking about what did he do to my people and what did my people do to your kind?"
 
Leric would hear the mental conversation continue. "Do not forget, Kalimor, that your black flight is not pure black dragon blood. The black side of my lineage is true black dragon heritage. But bloodline is unimportant in this regard. Do not try and rewrite the history of your's and your family's actions. Or have you forgotten that I was there?"

The human form of Fang began walking around the dragonic shape of Kalimor. Of course none of it was actually there. It was all just mental imaging. Kalimor had no body of his own, and Fang's physical form was standing in front of Leric. Still, it had the same effect.

Fang was the only elder dragon who was more comfortable in his human form. Kalimor had been one to oppose Fang's entrance to the Elder Council based solely on this fact. In his mind, any dragon who didn't spend every waking moment in their natural shape was weak, and unworthy. Fang had proven him wrong time and time, again. However, Fang knew that, even now, after he had been dead nearly three centuries, Kalimor still viewed Fang as inferior because of his preference for the humanoid shape.

Fang shook his head in response to Leric. "Nothing that has not happened a hundred other times. One group began hostilities against the other. The second group retaliated. Eventually, a war ensued. Wars are not uncommon amongst humans, or amongst dragons. For that matter they are not uncommon to be fought between dragons and humans."

"But Kalimor knew better than to take things to the extreme that he did. Because the war was against his race of dragons, he took it far too personally than any elder should."


The mental conversation continued. "You knew what you should have done about the humans attacking your family. You knew the policies. More than anything, you knew what the Council's stand on the situation was. But you decided to take things in your own hands. You turned it into a war. And once the war should have been over, you kept going. The people you were fighting were nearing extinction. It was almost an entire tribe that you were wiping out. So yes, Kalimor, we allowed you to be enslaved. As I said, I voted to simply kill you, but the Elder Council wanted to teach you a lesson, and so they gave the humans the ability to trap dragons within those stones.

Fang knew this next part would truly enrage the former elder dragon, and honestly, he was looking forward to it. "Not only that, Kalimor, but you know the Council only has one member who actually acts on the decisions it makes. That member is me. I was the one who taught the humans to enslave you. I was the one who gave them the ability, and I was the one who ended up killing all but a small remnant of them when they began to abuse the power...something you failed to do."
 
The old dragon lets out a bellowing roar and lashes out at fang with his maw open but stops as he gets close to his face "Whelp I hold no love for you or of our kind but even I still have a form of honor even under all this hate. For years I have spent in this dreaded crystal that the humans called a dragon tear nether alive or dead forced to slumber for all eternity tell the day when the boy of the old kings blood line was to be born. I failed because I let my hatred envelop my soul warping my mind at the time I was justified in my own mine..." Kalimor turns around and his image turns in to that of a man. "Would have you been any different young one? Would you have watched your children killed and tormented to death for out of fear? Or would have you fought for those you loved?"

Leric hears the words of Kalimor and feels his heart sink at the image of his family killed for just being what "The Great I Am" made them like. Tears start to dance on the slits of his eyes as he remembers what had happen to his family at the hands of another just like Kalimor. "Fang I know he was wrong in doing what he did but so to where my ancestors why did your council not intervene?"
 
Fang didn't so much as flinch at the mock attack. Kalimor had, obviously, gotten to the point where he easily forgot that he had no physical body. Fang was in no danger from Kalimor.

Fang was unswayed by the false emotional display coming from Kalimor. "Your view of my age is greatly flawed. That aside, I believe you have forgotten just who you are trying to convince of your innocence in this matter."

Fang decided to answer Leric's question at the same time as addressing Kalimor. His voice began to grow harsh, rather than indifferent. Kalimor's punishment was well deserved. He was worse than a traitor, and he needed to be reminded of that. "Do not think that you are the only one who has suffered great loss, Kalimor. If you dare to believe that the scars covered up by my armor are meaningless to me, or that the badges I wear are not reminders of a past I would much rather forget, then your arrogance goes well beyond measure."

He was now to the point where he was truly shouting at Kalimor. Were it in the physical world, it would have been an interesting sight to behold. Most dragons, including those on the Elder Council, couldn't roar in their human form. Fang found it difficult, but his mastery over mental powers let him do it. And so, he roared out his reprimand. "I am the Omnis, Royal Guard and true king to the DracoClans! I am The Keeper of The SevenStars, born in the place where all strands of time connect! I am a the last surviving child of the Great Star Drake, and Forgotten Father of DarkShadow! I am the neutral balance of the Elder Council, and sole elder to The Ancient race! I am The Waking Dream!"

Every one of my titles has come with excruciating pain! You have suffered nothing compared to me, Kalimor!" So no, I would not have done the same as you!"


Fang allowed his voice to calm, again, before finishing. The Elder Council does not exist so that our own agendas can be carried out with greater power. It exists to uphold The Balance as it exists in the physical world. You knew that as well as anyone. You earned your punishment. And you will continue to earn it. I will not be destroying you. Instead, you will be forced to continue your service to the people you tried to destroy. This boy, regardless of what you think of him, will be master over you, and when he is dead and gone, another will take his place. You turned away from your calling, and let pride blind you. For that, you will be punished.

With that, Fang closed off access to his mind from Kalimor. He looked at Leric, again, with a completely neutral expression. "We have much work to do."
 
"Fang even if what he did was a stain on your race so too was my ancestors to mine and I wish not to force him in to serving me for I am no master. I could do it this way and be no different from those you killed so long ago. Please I beg of you let us find a way to not enslave Kalimor but to turn him to my cause. I must keep my honor so one day my peoples honor can be restored." Leric looks up at Fang not budging from his request. Shaking in fear at the fact he would ask for something from this dragon that owes him nothing. Leric shutters at what may happen next.
 
"Your own honor is not in question here, two-legger." That was a particularly unusual term for Fang to use, considering he was in his own two-legged form as often as he was, including now. Still, it was a common term for humanoids amongst his kind, and he used it often.

"It was the people whom I taught to trap dragons in those stones that soiled their honor. Because I am an elder, my connection with draconic creatures runs very deep. I felt it when you connected with the stone and Kalimor invaded your mind. I know you did not come upon this burden intentionally. If you are able to convince him to willingly serve your cause, then so be it, but I doubt you will have much success."
 
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