Mass release: 12/15
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Micah Gustavo Avak'yan Montevecchi
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"I also," she tilted her head, "don't know how to contact the dragons, my dad didn't really gave me my grandpa's phone number," she mocked, sitting down on her seat again.
"Who was your father, if he managed to kill one high demon just with 40% of his power, and weakened?" Finally one of the headmaster's shadows spoke, and it was Lawrence who did it.
"Did your mother knew who and what he was?" Katheryn asked.
"My mother has no fucking idea who she fucked when she was drunk," she laughed mockingly. "If she knew, she would have never tried to abort me, abandoned me, even less treated me like shit. They actually believe he was a human, because dragons can hide their nature from everyone but demons, and he was just fooling around in the surface. I don't even know how she found him again to hand me to him 5 days after I was born," she mocked bitterly. "For better or worse, my dad was the Crowned Prince of the Dragon Court, Samuel Crowther Moonborn, and I'm technically Tara Crowther Moonborn. Semantics."
What the fuck?
"You are the Princess of the DRAGON COURT?"
"My dad was an only child, he only had me, so... yes? I think that would make me the Crowned Princess though, semantics," she rolled her shoulders as if it was nothing. "They are probably looking for us, but my dad can't be found and the seal in my back, definitely, interferes."
"You are the next Queen of the Dragon Court," headmaster cried haunted. "You are a fucking royal, of the fucking Dragon Court."
She sucked on her cheeks, "I think so?"
"How powerful are you exactly?" Dean asked, scared.
Tara tilted her head and stared at her nails, "I could possibly kill all of you, and the high demons out there," she clicked her tongue. "I think."
"You think?" I hissed in pure dismay.
She chuckled anxiously and when I met her eyes, my heart stopped for a second, "I don't know, I don't know how strong I am, dad told me I was way stronger than he was at my age then, and that his father or his grandpa were. But I'm sealed, and I don't know how to break the seal, so, don't he hopeful. In fact, I would probably need to be heavily attacked, near death type of shit, to break loose, as in a self defense measure of my body, then the seal would break, I would potentially destroy everything around me and kill everyone in here, and unlock my true form."
"You can't use your dragon form?" Kento asked.
"Nope, thanks to the seal. That would be very messy, I don't know how big I am as a dragon, which could destroy the entire Academy alone, and I also don't know what type of dragon I turned out to be, given that I may not be a hybrid, but I have mamba blood, can you imagine a mix of the deadliest serpent in the world with a divine dragon? Any being who tries to bite me will die, just like that, given how poisonous my blood is, which I know for a fact because I've tested my blood some times when I was bored. It kills whatever it touches, if it's alive, it's life will fade away."
"No way," I gasped.
Biting her lips, she grinned at me, then eyed the room and pointed to the headmaster's bonsai tree in the back of her office, "Can I?"
"My poor baby," she cried. "Okay, Tara, do it."
Standing up, she snapped her fingers and a long dagger made of gold appeared in her hand, then she used some kind of magic to make the bonsai come to her and drop in front of her in the desk. Then, she made an exaggerated cut in her left palm and the second the scent of her blood hit my nostrils, I was hit by a thirst I never felt in my life, and I had to hold tight on the chair, to stay calm. Seeing the golden red blood overflow from her hand didn't help, at all, it only made be crave more.
["Are you okay there, mate?"] Kento giggled.
["Fuck off."]
["Struggling much?"] He purred.
["Shut the fuck up, Kento,"] I hissed.
And we all fell silent when her blood dripped in the bonsai and it died instantly, burning and turning to a black smoke that smell horrible, so horrible we all closed our noses. "See?" She grinned at me, "I was born lethal, Micah."
"Why did you make such a big cut," I growled.
"What's the fun in just pinching my finger with the tip of the dagger? A bigger cut is more pleasant," she scoffed and then, to our shock, her hand healed, but what made it all weirder, was that she too looked shocked. "Well, seems like the seal is weakening, it's been ages since I last saw myself healing this fast," then she licked the blood from her hand so sensually I felt on the edge of having a bloody stroke. "I'm immune to it, I think the only other person in my life who will be immune to me is my mate, if I ever find him or her. If I live that long. Dad died before finding his, I could have the same fate if I die in here."
The idea of her finding a mate and being with them, made me angry, but I swallowed it. "We have to force that seal to break," I exclaimed. "I'll be glad to attack you will all my power if it helps."
She laughed mockingly, side-eyeing me, "You've probably been holding in not to do that for years. And I doubt you will be able to break it."
"Can we try?" Dean asked, looking too excited for my taste.
And when she smiled at him, I didn't like it, "Sure."
"Can you do something for us back?" Dean asked.
"Depends."
"Teach us how to deal with demons. You have the knowledge, teach us," I said before he could, annoyed with his excitement, and her eyes came to me. "You said you found things on how to kill demons, lend it to us. If we can break your seal and learn how to fight in the right way, we'll have a better chance, since you will take some time to control your power at your will."