Sorcerer's Destruction

[Midnightmoon]

"Some nasty bird things attacked me and my mom, and she told me to run while she fended them off. But she's not as strong as she was and the bird things got her." Zephyr whimpered. It was Iskander from the Ancient tree. "I waited in the bushes while she faught, but when they got her I was so scared, and I ran away."

[Awesomoman]

"You have no idea." Gorn said angrily. "I've spent forever trying to make things even close to what they have, and he has them in a month! And if you think about it, if regular dragons can make guns and great armor with whats there, think about what I could make with that stuff." Gorn got an evil looking grin on his face. "I could make bombs with 10X the power of his gun, i could make armor with more durability and that can clean itself."

[redwaller66]

Attoro had gone back to living his life in solitude, in the peace of the vast rainforest surrounding the Great Tree. He hadn't seen a dragon since all the dragons left the tree. He had survived on the game of the rainforest, and the burbling brooks.

Attoro had been playing with his natural abilities as a fire and dark dragon. He had trained his fire breathing endurance so that he could hold a constant, steady, standared fire jet for 10 meters for 30 seconds! He could let out medium sized fireballs that could turn a large ancient tree into a smouldering wreck. However, in his solitude, Attoro had discovered his dark dragon side. He had taught himself the forbidden skill of necromancy. He had started by bringing back dead ants and insects, then had gone on to lizards, and now, recently, jungle cats. Attoro could sense anything dead, or anything going to die in a vast area around him. He could even sense thing's pain if he let himself.

As he was flying about the canopy of the rainforest for the thrill of it, Attoro looked up and saw a v-shaped flock of large, strange bird like creatures he had never seen before. They had not seen him.
"Hmm time to practice my skills with fire!" [ ] Attoro thought to himself, "after I kill some of them I could try bringing them back from the dead and I could have some fun controlling them. "

[Kauria]

Those are definitely voices, thought Ourias, dropping to the ground. "Hello?" he called, his violet eyes searching the surrounding forest for what he hoped were other dragons.

[Morty]

Iskander's ears flattened. "Bird things? Oh-oh." he gulped. "I'm... sure she's all right." Iskander lied. "Don't worry, Zephyr-cik, Gorn-ji and the scary fire lady are gonna get rid of the birds for sure. Come on, help me with this firewood. Begum Ivy will know what to do."

[redwaller66]

Attoro swooped upwards from the tree canopy where he was hidden. The Gyradas spotted the small red dragon flying towards them. They turned their V-formation towards Attoro.

As Attoro approached the Gyradas, he let out a fireball followed by some short bursts of fire at the Gyradas. All but one unlucky Gyrada dodged the fire. That Gyrada was scorched badly but not dead.

Then it was the Gyradas turn to attack. They pecked at Attoro with viscious beaks, and tore at him with equally viscious claws. Attoro fell in mid air towards the canapy below. His wings were badly ripped up and torn, and his muscles all over wounded pretty bad. As he fell, Attoro let out a roar of pain. As he reached the tree canopy, he snapped back into flight mode, gliding with what was left of his wings through the rainforest he knew so well.

After searching for their prey for an hour or so, the Gyradas eventually gave up their search and moved on back into their V-formation.

Attoro lay in amidst his den he made which was a carefully concealed cave of foliage surrounded by the trunks of 5 ancient trees no dragon in existance could wrap their body and tails around they were so thick. He was licking his wounds on his body and looking forlornly at his shredded wings.

[Midnightmoon]

"O-ok." snivled Zephyr, following Iskander, grabbing a stick to drag along too.

[Morty]

Iskander dropped his bundle of firewood yet again when he walked right in to a young black and purple dragon. "Sorry, didn't see you there." he said in surprise, picking up the scattered kindling.

[Kauria]

Ourias fell back, startled by the sudden appearance of the earth dragon. "It's alright," he said, shaking himself off and climbing to his feet. "I should've watched where I was going." He stooped and helped to gather up a handful of the fallen sticks, offering them to Iskander with an eager smile.
"So who are you guys?" he asked, peering at the miserable-looking energy dragon. "And is there anything I can do to help?"

[Morty]

"My name's Iskander." said Isky, raising a perplexed ear at the stranger. "This is Zephyr. You lost, amir? I can show you around, if you like. Here's my card..."

((No one shall be spared. XD Now if nobody minds I'm just gonna nip in and speed things up on this side of the story... XD))

Rosengard lowered his head to the wind, flapping powerfully. They had been travelling like this for almost a full day.
"Any idea when this storm is about to let up, Vanya?" he called out, squinting to make out the air dragoness's streaming shape.
"It won't. This storm is not a natural occurence, that much I can tell. The worse is yet to come."
Rosengard muttered something, then ploughed onward.

[Nohiki]

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What kind of madhouse is this!" yelled Phoenicia, but she barely heard herself in the strong storm, not to mention others. "WWWWRRRRHH!" she growled and tossed a fireball in front of her to see if it dissolves the cloud. It sis, but only for few fractions of a second. She could clearly see the lips of others moving in really angry words, but she didn't hear a thing. "I think that air lady is having great fun. She should be able to make this go away. If she ain't than Fireheart's army probably isn't as awesome as i thought." she thought to Gorn. Something big and heavy hit her head. Fortunately she had the helmet. "Oh great! HAILS, EVERYONE, DIVE!" she shouted and sent telepathically as well and headed straight down. After few seconds, she could see a bit more, though still being in the cloud, but enough to dodge the cannon ball sized hails. "Those canna be natural! Look at the size of those things! You may call this conspiration theory but i tell ya, soemthing's out there, and it wanna us dead! You feel anyone tampering with the weather here?" she noticed to Gorn, catching one of the hails and examining it.

[Morty]

"That's it, we'll have to turn back! No point getting ourselves killed over a few bloody air dragons." said Rosengard, narrowly avoiding having his skull smashed by a chunk of hail.
"No, wait, listen!" Vanya said, stopping in midair. A few shrieks sounded out from somewhere in the heavy clouds, then a roar. Suddenly, a few gydras tore past them, seemingly oblivious to their presence. More shrieks could be heard from within the fog bank. Then a mass of wings and scales tumbled out of the sky, hurtling past the group, beset by a flock of shrieking gydra. "After them!" said Vanya, diving after the flock. Rosengard followed, shooting like a bullet through the clouds below.

[Awesomoman]

Gorn could barely stand the wind, he was so focused on trying to fly trough it that he missed what Phoenicia said. "What did you say?......Tampering with the weather or something? No i don't know if." He was cut off as several screams sounded and then Gryadas flew right past them. "Okay, thats it, I have just about had it with those things." energy blades came out of Gorn's arms. "And im sick of this storm." With a wave of his hand the wind died down to a breeze. "Time to slice and dice." He said as he dived down after the Gryadas.

[Midnightmoon]

Minara looked down into the clouds and watched the chaos she was causing, giggling at the mischief. Shimmering crystals that formed arcane symbols that was causing the bombardment of hail hovered in front of her. It was wonderful how she happened upon the group from earlier now, and so soon after one of her hunts. She was refuring to the stray ice dragon that fell bellow. "Oh, what fun, what fun. His Lord will be so please. Oh yes." She put out her hands over her mounts side, facing downwards. Now that she had much more energy then before she could bring them in. "Ooooh and their so full of life and energy." She whispered and shivered with happiness. Then she noticed something that made her droop. "Oh darn, their going after her." Minara sighed, "Come my pets, it's time to hunt once again. And then we may all gorge ourselves on power." Fifteen large birds then appeared from the clouds bellow and the sky above to gather around the witch. With a whoop that turned into a tinkling eery laugh Minara banked her mount into a steep dive after the group and her prey with her vicious pets at her tail.

[redwaller66]

After Attoro had rested a bit, he got up cautiously from his hiding place. He could not fly to get anywhere because of his torn wings, so he set off on foot in the direction of the tree he first flew towards those many months ago.