6 Years After the Presence
As I got up from my bed I felt the presence of the unknown magic nearby. As my mind began thinking of all the possibilities I heard a voice, "Fear not child of dragon blood, my name is Dalgaroth, I am here to warn of a very dangerous threat coming from the East." I was in utter shock and with stutters I replied "Wh-what kind of dan-dangers." And the voice of Dalgaroth replied " The kind in which if you do not go the far North, all of whom you love will die. For in the North you will find the forest has changed much since you last visited." What the hell is going on. Why do I have to go, why can't some of the soldiers from the nearby towns go. "Child I can only say this one time before I must return, in you lies ancient powers that have not been seen since the Age of Gates. It is that power that will save your loved ones. Now go to the North and find a cave that has been hidden from time in that cave you will find the strength you need." With that the voice was gone and in that silence I heard my mother screaming. With that sound in my head I ran as fast as I could in my, human, sixteen year old body to the place where I felt the strange magic for the first time. "Where in the bloody hell is it, unless I need to find or do som-" there it was and instead of running from it I ran towards it. In the direction of the magical presence there was a cave. And I knew this was the place that the voice, Dalgaroth, told me to go. As I entered the cave I felt a heavy wieght constrict my soul. As darkness fell I felt something thing in me suddenly break and I heard glass shatter. Few would know what this means to them but for dragons it mean are drakes awake. And mine was cause the construction to cower in fear. I knew not of kind of drake awoke in me but it was powerful, enough so that I knew I could walk forward with out a care but I did not walk I ran and in the caves depth illuminated by glowing crystals I saw a sword and a stone slab with writing around it. As I went to the sword I felt the constricting force come again but this time was different it seemed to embrace me. I reached for the sword and as soon as I gripped the handle my dragon went mad with rage not at me or the sword but at the sudden visions that swept through my mind. Ancient battles, mighty dragons flying, but one thing stood out most of all a black drake with a sword, the same sword I had my hand on, running a demon through the heart and saying "On this day the races of mortals shall live and amongst them the strongest will be called immortal. For on this day dragons and god born races unite to defeat and defend this land from your army." And as soon as the vision ended I heard the voice again "So you are Alavar's heir of power. Hmph, draw the sword it is time for your dragon to grow. Ha, you will be one of the strongest dragons ever to exist and you will know what is yet to come." With those words I felt my skin change as an armor dark as night grew around me. "About time you awoke me." And with that the sword was drawn and ready to spill blood.