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Blood Crave; Eragon-Scovern Cross????
Topic Started: Jul 24 2009, 06:00 PM (119 Views)
Sanguine Monster	Jul 24 2009, 06:00 PM Post #1
I Didn't Do It. Promise :} Posts: 363 Group: Members Member #77 Joined: July 17, 2009	Alright, This is going to sound utterly completley stupid and downright time wasting... But I have time to kill. Lots of it. I recently had this rather funny idea, What would happen if I crossed the Eragon series, with my Own mindfull world- Scovern? They are somewhat in a relation- Both have dragons. Unfortantley- Alagaësia may be bent in the war with Galbatorix... while Scovern - mainly VroneGard the largest planet, is trying to rebuild itself and patch up the wounds from a fight called A-day. yeah! Fun fun! A little you shoud know before I start, James is Forsaken- which is a type of demon I created- Sangyne is dragon, Sangyne's full name is Sangyne Annevile (san-guy-n)(An-E-vile). James is supposed to be the Leader of VroneGard with Sangyne, Satherone was original his dragon till she was given back her outworldy form and no longer to walk VroneGard but rest in the Gates of Death where she attempts to help restore the peace. :P okay, now I will start so I don't get everyone confused! Blood Crave The sparkling blue saphire blue scales of the Dragon's hide glittered with color, her wings thundering as she flew in the air, looking down at the ground below, seeing the smaller cretins of the world as they fled from her shadow. Her fleshy upper lip rised in a smile as she looked down at them. Her saphire eyes watching. Her tail lashed from side to side in the air like the rudder of a boat in water. She bent her neck, twisting to look at the her back, at the male sitting in the saddle, he smiled back at her. The Dragon's consceince brushed his and she spoke, Something is deeply upsetting around here. What is that Saphira? Something alien. I feel it. Her smile faded away as she looked back down and ahead of her, Eragon.. I fear something deadly is coming... Very deadly. Eragon nodded, Can we find it? I don't know. Its not like the Ra'zac or even the Kull. Its... Like a Dragon. How do you know that? I'm looking at it... Saphira said, looking down at the ground, Eragon followed her gaze and saw what she meant. Down below was a deep black mass of scales. Light glinted off the scles, hilighting them a sanguine red. Its leathery wings lay open on the ground, spread out, the wine red under side barely seen while the sphalt black of the upper wing show visibly. Horns racked the dragon's body, having one row on it's spine, a row of eight, two rows, fringed with frills on its neck. Horns crowned the Dragon's head, higlighting an amethyst purple. Eragon watched in wonder as the Dragon lie there, his attention drawn away by a shout. "Sangyne!" Eragon loked around, trying to find the owner, but the owner was no where to be seen. The name came again, this time the voice was panicky. Then he saw what it was. It was a man, he rushed to the Dragon and fell to his knees by her head, panick flooded him and he spoke, "Sangyne.. Get up! Get up! Please get up!" He tried in vain to get her up, "Sangyne! Don't die!" Tears flooded his eyes and fell to the ground. Then, hope filled him, the Dragon, Sangyne, stirred. She had growled, her eyes twitched then opened, she hissed, placing a clawed foot on the ground she attempted to stand up, losing balance she tried once again and managed as her rider encouraged her to stand and not die. She stood, shaking her massive horned head, she arched her neck, then thrust her wings open, rising on her hind legs, her head to the sky as she cracked open her jaws and let out an earth shaking roar. Her tail, a massive weapon with spikes running down the side of the vertebrea on both sidem struck the ground with blunt force, bringing up soil and grass. She ranged from over five hundred feet in height, over six hundred in length, her wings span over two thosand feet. Her scales black, but had the hilight of a blood red color. She lowered down on her forelegs, her jaws snapping shut as a growl ripped from her throat. Someone is here James.. He neck arched and she crouched low to the ground, her joints bent as James, the man, came and mounted onto the saddle at the base of her neck, where the spine joined the shoulder blades. He touched her shoulder gently, feeling the smooth scales, so much detail into each one, they were much like his eyes, an abyss. His black hair concealed his eyes till he looked up at the Dragon above them, his eyes were pure black. There was no iris, the pupil had taken it over. He had a thin scar on hisleft eye, from above the eye to his cheekbone. He wore a black shirt with a dark red jacket the covered his arms, black jeans and boots. His eyes narrowed as he saw Saphira up above. Sangyne growled, snapping her jaws, she lept in the air, ascending slightly, then thrust her wings to her sides and shot off, twisting, she spiraled upward, wings thundering to her sides as she became level with Saphira. Saphira growled, arching her neck slightly, Eragon warned her, Careful.. We don't know what they are capable of or if they are working for Galbatorix.. Hissing Saphira nodded in agreement. The growl left along with the hostilty. Sangyne although, did not relax. She growled and James tried to calm her, rubbing her neck, he gently brushed her spine and from that point of center, her scales began to turn darker, fading to a grey color as they decayed, faling like ash, her muscles as well, shewas all skeletal. Frost grew in her joints and between the bones, like tissue. Her bones were dark black, a cradle of vines and cords rested in her chest, where it held the only 'Organ' in her body, an orb. The orb was hard to see for it conjured the mists around her body, the mists a dark sanguine red. Her eyes hollow with the mists inside of them, she snapped her jaws closed, hissing. Saphira almost lost balance and stability in the air as she saw this, That is no Dragon I have ever seen.. What is this magic? It is not magic. Sangyne's voice came, harsh, cold, sending chills down Eragon's spine as he heard it, This is far from simple magic. Then what is it? Saphira growled, her hostility coming back. It is how I am. I cannot help it, I am flesh and skeletal, the living dead. A thriving plague, a living virus. Sangyne snarled, I am an Abyloct Dragon. Bent to kill and more. James growled, "Careful.." Sangyne ingored him. Her eyes seem to have their own way of showing her mood, how was unknown, but she was angry now. Her own rage fuled by the alien like world she was in. cracking her jaws open slighlty she growled, arching her neck, she smiled, a deadly smile showing all of her vile teeth, sharp and glittering white, stained blood red. Saphira hissed, seeming to notice Sangyne's intention.. She hissed, snapping her wings shut right as Sangyne lunged, diving away from the attack. Saphira opened her right wing, twisting her body to the right, she spun in a clockwise direction, hoping for her tail to strike Sangyne, she missed. Hissing, she cracked her wings open, Eragon holding on tightly as she twisted and ascended in the air, heading upward as Sangyne already was. Sangyne hissed, hrusting her wings to her sides she gained more speed, rising inot the higher air where breathing seemed to get harder, but for her it wasn't, nigh James. Saphira hissed, it became more of a struggle to keep in the air. Her muscles hardening and sore. She couldn't evade Sangyne as she lunged and cought ahold of her. Sangyne roared, clutching onto Saphira tightly as she snapped her wings closed around the blue dragon, falling to the ground quickly, Saphira struggled, gaining feeling in her body, she cracked her jaws open and roared in rage and panick a she couldn't break Sangyne's hold. She hissed, twisting in the skeltal dragon's Grasp. Trying to grab a hold of Sangyne's neck, but missing, her claws scratched the bone, but no mark was left. Not even an scuff mark. Her eyes widened in wonder and then... They struck the ground. Saphira skidded and hissed as she came to a stop. Eragon lay on the ground, trying to get up. Sangyne hissed, standing she shook her head vicously and snapped her jaws with a loud crack. James rubbed his head, "Sangyne.. unnessacary." She ignored him. Tail flicking, she stalked forward toward Saphira who was getting up. James hissed and rubbed her neck bones, trying to calm her down, but She was completely and utterly unstable. Lost in the madness that corrupted her. Saliva dripped from her jaws, blood seeping from her bones. Crimson word etched into her bones of a different language, telling the tales of her burdens and unfullfilled promises. James wasn't about to give up though. He would never give up on Sangyne, just as she wouldn't he. Saphira growled and cringed as Sangyne snapped her jaws at her, barely inches away... James had little time to calm her and Save the blue dragon and her rider. Sangyne hissed, acrhing her neck and cracking her jaws open, ready to finsih the little game... Eragon watched with wide eyes as Saphira whined in fear, unable to hide or run. No way out.. Foul play. Edited by Sanguine Monster, Jul 24 2009, 06:01 PM.


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