Skies over the Northern Forest
Flight Sergeant Lightseer tapped his fuel gauge and triggered his throat mike. "Bronze Leader to Thunderchief, Bronze Group bingo on fuel, requesting for RTB(Return to Base)."
"Thunderchief, you are cleared for RTB, Gold Group inbound to take over CAP (Combat Air Patrol) over the Red," The operator's voice replied in Lightseer's headset.
"Bronze lead to Bronze Group, time to RTB," He ordered to the rest of his wing before casting a last glance at the Red Dragon curled up on the charred forest floor. "Damn, why HQ doesn't want us to just kill it and call it a day. Damn waste of our time!"
The rest of Bronze Group ceased their endless circling and formed up next to Lightseer's plane before they flew back towards the Castle of Iron's runway.
The dragon eyed the noisy creatures buzzing off away, back towards the strange place where it last heard and seen those strange fires over the night skies, wondering should it follow them, when another group of similar noisy buzzing creatures appeared over the skies.
It waved its serpentine tail against its nose and pondered what should it do about these strange creatures. It has lived for a long time and those noisy creatures were something it has never met before. At least before it went into a deep sleep, it never encountered such strange creatures before. What changes has this world gone into? It thought to itself as it tickled its own nose with the tip of its tail.
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The Colony, Outer Defense Walls, North Sector Defense Command
"Top!" Lieutenant Joesph greeted Master Sergeant Pike as he entered into the command post.
"Sir!" Pike gave a parade worthy salute to both the Officers inside and stood at ease next to the tactical tabletop. "Looks like our uninvited guest is pretty tame at the moment."
"Yea," Lt Joesph agreed, "What do think it is planning? Think we can communicate with it?"
"Sir," The other younger Lieutenant, Fairmont spoke up, "Why don't we just kill it?"
Pike patted the officer on his back and said, "Sir, if you noticed, that creature's presence just torched an entire forest almost 10 times the size of the city. Now imagine what will happen if you pissed it off."
"Oh... I s-see..." The young officer blushed in embarrassment. "I did not think of that..."
"Well, it's a learning experience," Lt Joesph winked at Pike, "You get wiser as you grow older! Ha!"
Pike grinned and leaned over the UAV video stream, "I think I better head down to take a look personally with the dragon. See if we can understand each other."
"You speak draconic?" Lt Fairmont was fairly surprised by Pike's words.
"Nope, but I got a Universal Translator..."
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Skies over Northern Forest
Blue Thunder flapped his wings mightly, his previous wounds mostly recovered and he was happy to be able to just stretch his wings out, rather than being cooped up in his pen.
"Blue! Don't over exert yourself!" The speakers next to his ears crackled to life, Flight Sergeant Stamford motherly voice sounding worried and tense. "Your wing tip bone just healed, I don't want you to fracture it again!"
"Yes, Mom..." Blue Thunder sighed, rolling his dinner plate sized eyes upwards while tilting his serpentine head back and replying to Stamford seated on his back. "You nag too much!"
"Yea right!" Stamford growled, stamping his booted feet against the harden scales of Blue Thunder. "Don't come crying to me when you break your wings again!"
Blue Thunder turned his head back facing the front acting like he did not hear a word from Stamford, and even tried to whistle innocently which he failed badly, much to the laughter of the rest of the crew.
Stamford gave a sigh at the childish antics of Blue, wondering why such a big and powerful beast like Blue could still act like a child. "Ok, war face time, we are nearing the target."
In the distant horizons, as they approached, the skies were dark and covered in a thick cloud of haze, were random erratic strobes of lightning and thunder could be seen and heard in the firestorm.
"I see Gold Squadron!" Corporal Barkley yelled as he peered through the thick haze, spotting the blue grey dots circling over an area.
"Damn, your eyes are sharp!" Stamford praised as he tried to pick out the aircraft against the gray haze in the skies. "I can't see shit in this haze!"
"I see them!" Blue Thunder gave a grin, displaying an array of scary looking sword teeth. "And I see the Red Dragon too!"
"Alright, bring us down nearby, but not too close," Stamford said, "I don't want you to get into a fight with it." He gave a stomp with his boots on Blue Thunder's back. "You hear?"
"Okay..." Blue Thunder sighed disappointedly. "It will be easy for me to win, you know? Its smaller than me and looks weak too!"
"Weak?" Stamford rolled his eyes upwards, "That thing set the whole forest on fire! Can you do that, you big idiot!"
"Cheh! It's just a small issue..." Blue Thunder tilted his head up in disdain. "I could flatten it easy with just one arm!"
"You better stop having ideas of fighting!" Stamford stomped harder against Blue Thunder's back. "We know that feral dragons are magically stronger than domesticated dragons like you! We don't know how powerful, but I am sure you can't win it with just one arm!"
"Hmph!" Blue Thunder gave a snort and kept quiet, flaring his wings as he came to a gliding descent.
As they came lower towards the scorched forest, they felt the temperature increasing rapidly. "Damn it's hot!" Dek yelled out over the roaring wind as Blue Thunder swooped in to land at the charred ground.
Blue Thunder gave a grunt as he felt a sense of unease at the temperature of the surroundings. "Hmmm... maybe you are right, we should be friends!"
The air was thick with smoke and ashes, and not long the men were sweating in their flight suits. "Look, it has noticed us but its just sitting there. Think you can talk to it or something?" Stamford asked as he cradled his shotgun, the metal barrel turning warmer by the second.
"I don't speak draconic if that is what you want me to talk to it with," Blue raised his head up, sitting up on his hindquarters and staring at the Red Dragon in the distance.
"What?" Stamford frowned, "You are a dragon and you don't know dragon talk?"
"Well, I grew up with people since I was born!" Blue Thunder raised his head up indignantly, "No one taught me draconic!"
Stamford shook his head helplessly, "Well, try something, make it go away without it getting pissed off with us, okay?"
Blue Thunder turned his head and stared wide eyed at his Crew Chief, "Seriously? You want me to growl or bark at it expecting it to understand that we meant no harm and just wants it to go away?"
"What happens if my growl means 'Fark you?' in draconic?" Blue Thunder hissed. "No way! You go do it!"
Stamford shooked his head again and turned to Dek their radioman, "Well, call it in, tell them we have a wee problem here."
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Northern Forest
The Red Dragon narrowed its golden eyes as it watched the blue scaled dragon landing at a short distance away and a few of those tiny inferior walking meat bags climbed down from the dragon's back and started to converse in some kind of crude language to and fro.
It hissed in agitation, sniffing the other dragon's scent and tasting its bloodline in the air with its tongue. After a while, it spat in disappointment, for it found the bloodline of the blue and red scaled dragon before it lacking, despite it having some bloodline similar to itself.
The Red Dragon cocked its head as it continued to observe the body language of the dragon that was larger but with huge inferior bloodline with the small group of walking meat. It found it strange that despite the weak bloodline of its species would listen and serve as a mount for the inferior walking meat bags.
It rose up to its full height and was about to interrupt the strange chittering conversation between the lesser dragon and the walking meats when suddenly several strange rumbling creatures came into sight and more of that skinny looking walking meats climbed down from the strange blue grey purring creatures.
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"Top!" Stamford called out in relief, "We got a small communication problem here." His face was slightly red and his flight suit was unzipped all the way down, as waves of heat could be felt radiating from the strange dragon.
"Damn its hot here!" Pike snarled, "Alright, boys, space out! Stop clusterfucking there! Firefighting teams to take their positions!"
A couple of trucks started up their engines and spaced themselves out. The men, some dressed in silvery full body suits while others in yellowish suits started to unroll deflated rubber hoses that were salvaged from the ship's firefighting equipment and repurposed into trucks. They quickly attached the hoses to the water tanks that contained a mixture of foam and water. The electric motors hummed as they built up water pressure and the firefighters formed an ad hoc perimeter around the Red Dragon.
"Sergeant Stamford?" Pike walked up to the sweaty Crew Chief and gave a pat on the snout of Blue Thunder as a way of greeting. "What's the situation?"
"Well, this fat lizard here doesn't know how to speak dragon!" Stamford gave a dramatic shook of his head, while Blue Thunder gave him an eye roll and a snort of disdain in reply. "So we can't speak with that dragon there."
"Not to mention, that thing is just too hot to approach," Stamford added, "We are like two, three hundred meters away, yet the heat waves its giving is pretty tough to handle without thermal insulation gear."
"Well, fear not," Pike grinned, "I brought some toys!" He propped the black carry case onto his knee and opened it, displaying a few sets of Universal Translator devices. "I got some techs on standby for IT support and we just hook this baby up to Blue's intercoms and we can try some basic communications with that Red Dragon."
"Why spend so much time for a dragon?" Blue snorted again, "It barely fit the standards for a heavy weight fighting dragon!" He puffed up his chest, and straightened its back, trying to make his shoulders as broad as he could.
"Don't jelly here!" Stamford slapped Blue's puffed up belly with barely an effect. "And stop showing off!"
"But its true!" Blue lowered his head, "Its just a feeble looking thing!"
"Blue!" Stamford snapped, "If that dragon beats you up, I wouldn't help you!"
Blue settled down on all fours and pouted at the side, "I'm just saying..." He spoke in a low voice to Bek and the rest of his crew who tried to control their laughter.
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The Red Dragon frowned as it watched the lesser dragon puffed up and glaring at it, but with a gesture of one of the meat bags, it deflated and appeared meek before it. Some of the walking meats appeared to be in the merriment of its treatment! No matter how weak its dragon bloodline has fallen, to be meek and controlled by those interior walking meats? What a disgrace to the great draconic race!
It roared angrily and with its head held up proudly, it strolled mightly and majestically over to the startled group of meat bags and the disgracefully lesser dragon, clearly a youngling from the way it acted and held itself!
I will teach this youngling what it meant to be the king of all beasts in the world! It thought as it stood before the clearly frightened and cowed meat bags. It radiated off waves of heat that instantly turned the surrounding temperature up by dozens and dozens of degrees before it opened its jaws and roared!
"RAAAAAAAAAAAWWWRRR~~!!!!"
"Give that fucking dragon something to drink!"
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"RAAAAWWWWRRRR~!!!"
The Red Dragon stomped mightly towards the pathetic meat bags and the confused looking youngling. It gave another roar, wanting to impose its dragon fear to the lesser creatures when suddenly a few jets of cold liquid and some thick foamy substance landed on its body.
Instantly steam erupted out as the water got into contact with its superheated scaled while the firefighting foam thickly coated its body. The Red Dragon gave out a yelp in confusion as tried to back off away from the water jets sprayed by those meat bags.
It raised its wings to block the water sprays and tried to spit some fireballs out only to swallow a large mouthful of water and foam. It started to cough and splutter in shock and distaste, and in its haste, it tripped over its own tail and flopped backward in a tangle.
Blue Thunder laughed and quickly muffled his laughter by burying his head with his wings when both Pike and Stamford glared at him. "Is it so funny?"
"BWAHAhahahaa!" Blue Thunder nearly rolled around on the ground in glee, "Serves it right!"
"Alright, cease fire!" Pike roared out, commanding the men to shut their hoses off. "We only got so much water to waste!"
The drenched Red Dragon sneezed and shivered, looking like a wet dog. The surrounding temperature had dropped drastically like someone just turned off the heater. It glared resentfully at Blue Thunder who quickly avoided its glare and swallowed the laughter boiling out of his throat. "Ahem..."
"Sooo... what do we do now?" Blue Thunder whispered, "I thought we are not gonna piss it off? It looks mightly pissed off now!"
"Can you just shut up?" Stamford felt a major headache coming and it wasn't due to the increasing humidity. "You are not doing any better!"
Blue Thunder covered his mouth with his wings and ducked low, "Sorry~!"
In the meanwhile, Pike had strolled up before the wet and indignation looking Red Dragon which was baring its teeth at him. Pike looked pretty chill and unconcern, while Blue Thunder whispered in awe, "Does Top doesn't feel the heat? Is he really cold blooded and made out of ice inside?"
Stamford gave Blue Thunder a 'wtf' look and asked, "Now where did you hear all that nonsense?"
"From the Marines!" Blue Thunder's eyes were as round as giant saucers as he gazed with awe and worship at Pike. "They say he once walk through hell and fire as if it was just a stroll in the park! Truly!"
"Stop listening to those Marine's housewives gossips and nonsense!" Stamford rubbed his aching head. "Gods... you are older than all of them yet you still are so gullible!"
"But they swear its true!" Blue Thunder gave a gulp, "I even remember seeing him at the walls! He ordered those firefighters to spray their magic at one of my old wing mates! Scary!"
Stamford shooked his head at Blue Thunder's adoration and awe to Pike, thinking that Pike was just wearing an environmental suit that regulates temperature underneath his camo fatigues. He didn't have the heart to break Blue Thunder's image of his idol.
"Stop listening to gossips! Or I cut your cheese fries rations!" Stamford warned sternly.
"Oh, noes! My cheese fries!"
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Pike stared eye to eye evenly with the Red Dragon and growled, "You bring the heat up again, and I get my boys to give u a nice dose of fire foam. You clear?" while he gestured to his men with the hoses.
The Red Dragon eyes narrowed and it followed the gestures of the strange meat bag to the sides were several more similar looking meats were holding on some long wiggling things. It remembered that they spray some sort of liquid and water that made it cold and wet!
It growled back at the strange unfearing meat bag, who alone stood before it speaking in some strange harsh language. Did this puny meat bag dare to try to threaten it? What insolence!
The Red Dragon braced itself back on its fours and was about to pounce again when the strange meat bag yelled something, and water sprays hammered it from several sides. It squeaked in surprise and discomfort, backing away from the water sprays before the meat bag gave a wave and the water disappeared.
Pike gave a sigh, "Blue! Go pin it down!"
"But... Sarge... I don't like getting very wet too!" Blue whined back.
"Blue... You wanna know how wet you can get when I get my hands on you?" Pike growled.
"YES SIR YES! Wait! I mean no, NO SIR!" Blue Thunder felt a chill down his spine and he quickly stood at attention, mimicking the Marines parade stance. "I go pin that dragon down, but please don't spray me too!"
"5... 4... 3..." Pike started to tap his feet in annoyance while looking at his wristwatch. "2..."
"I'M ON IT!" Blue Thunder cried out in panic and with a wooosh, he leaped over the heads of everyone and with two bounces, he landed on top of the shocked Red Dragon. "Excuse me!"
The surprised Red Dragon barely managed to resist when all 40 plus tons of weight landed on it. It screamed out in shock and pain as Blue Thunder tried to saddle on its back. "Keep still! And it will be over soon!" Blue Thunder roared as he tried to hold down the struggling Red Dragon without seriously injuring it.
"Ow!" Blue Thunder cursed as an errant red scaled wing slapped his face. "You nearly took my eye out! Urghhh!" The Red Dragon managed to squirm ontop its back. and face Blue Thunder, snapping at his face with its powerful jaws while Blue Thunder managed to pin its arms and legs with his own.
"Stop that!" Blue Thunder suddenly got enough and roared mightly directly at the Red Dragon, who surprisingly flinched back from his roar. "Stop... ?!"
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When that strange youngling suddenly landed on its back, it felt so shocked that it froze for a second which allowed the youngling to force it onto the floor in an embarrassing pose. When it finally regained its senses, it struggled angrily, thinking what a disrespectful youngling who laid its dirty hands on it.
But as it managed to flip itself over, the youngling had pinned its arms down with its superior weight and roared into its face! It looked at shock at the disrespectful youngling and growled, narrowing its eyes and a rumble rose from its chest as it prepared to unleash its breathe attack.
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"Oh fuck..." Pike watching at the side saw that the situation was going sour. "SPRAY THAT DRAGON NOW!"
Instantly water and foam were hosed directly at the Red Dragon's face, stunning it and making it choke as it unintentionally swallowed water and foam. It started to struggle wildly under Blue Thunder which tilted his head as far away from the water sprays as possible.
"Erm... guys..." Blue Thunder called out while holding firmly down on the Red Dragon. "I think that's enough water for the day? GUYS?"
"Cease fire!" Pike roared and strolled up towards the two Dragons once the water and foam had died down.
Blue Thunder gave a sigh of relief and peered down at the choking dragon underneath him. "I think it's dying..."
Pike took a look at the slumped head of the Red Dragon and yelled, "Blue, give it CPR!"
"CPR?" Blue Thunder looked at Pike in surprise, "What is CPR?"
"Urghh..." Pike frowned, "Forget it... Just use both your arms, put them like this and press against the chest of it." He demonstrated against the ground. "Press down against the lungs to force the water and foam out."
"Erm okay, I try..." Blue Thunder scratched his head and mimicked Pike's actions and press down hard on the chest of the Red Dragon. "HMMM?!"
"What is it?" Pike asked seeing the expression on Blue Thunder's face. It was surprisingly easy to read his facial expressions, thought Pike.
"Erm... I think its a female!" Blue Thunder appeared to look embarrassed. "Ehh... should I even be touching her... brea... I mean chest?"
"She is choking on the foam, you idiot," Stamford yelled as he came up next to them, "Force it out of her throat and lungs or she chokes to death, you big dummy!"
"Oh yes, of course!" Blue Thunder cleared his throat and went back to pressing the chest of the dragon.
"Roll her over to her side!" Stamford yelled, "Dek, grab the first aid box from Blue!"
Blue Thunder gently rolled the Red Dragon to her side, watching with mixed emotions as the Red Dragon coughed out large mouthfuls of water, foam and some blood. "Oh dear..."
"Since when you cared about modesty?" Stamford asked while he grabbed a listening horn from the first aid toolbox and held it against the heaving chest of the Red Dragon, listening to her lungs. "It sounds clear, might still have some water inside."
"Open her jaws, Blue," He ordered, and waited while Blue Thunder prised open the Red Dragon's jaws, "Massage her throat upwards, see if you can smoothe any trapped foam or water out."
"I watched enough drama to understand modesty and molest!" Blue Thunder snorted while he gently rubbed the dragon's throat, and after a short while the Red Dragon gave a mighty heave and vomited out another large mouthful of water and foam with some blood mixed together. "There now, all good now!" Blue Thunder gently patted the back of the Red Dragon. "I don't wanna get sued!"
"Phew, looks like its all expelled out," Stamford said, as he pressed the listening horn against the side of the Red Dragon which looked around her in surprise at the people and Blue Thunder patting her back. "Seriously, I am gonna ban all your dramas!"
Blue Thunder stuck his tongue out at Stamford before he gave his best dragon smile at the shocked and confused looking Red Dragon which stared wide-eyed back at them before her eyes narrowed in angry and she slapped Blue Thunder across the face with her wing and flipped him off her body.
She growled in anger and stared at the meat bags surrounding her and the disrespectful youngling that mounted her. "Filthy low blood! You dare lay your hands on me! Disgraceful!"
Pike frowned and stopped his men from spraying more water and foam at the clearly pissed off Red Dragon. The surrounding temperature was slowly rising again as the Red Dragon recovered her senses. Pike pointed to himself and said, "Pike." before he pointed to the Red Dragon who glared at his direction with hate-filled eyes.
She turned her head when one of the meat bags she recognized as the fearless one that approached and tried to threaten her with those magic water spells said something while pointing to himself. "Pi-e?"
Are they trying to talk to her? She thought. She knew of those hairless meat bags who used to offer her food and sacrifices in the past and in those days, only a handful barely knew enough of her tongue to communicate properly with her.
She glanced to the side, seeing those strangely dressed meat bags with those strange contraptions that barely gave off any magical powers but were powerful effect to suppress her fire element powers.
She also knew that she blacked out for a while, only to wake up to see them surrounding her and that... disgraceful youngling on top of her, rubbing and touching her body! As she thought of that scene, her anger flared up again and she gave off a growl at the clearly cowed youngling on the side.
She turned and look at the strange fearless meat bag who was called 'Pi-e' started to point at her without any respect in his posture and seems to ask what is her name.
"Rastraz the Red, Pride of the Volcanic Dragons!" She proudly puffed her chest out, despite the pain in her chest, which she did not know how she had gotten injured.
"Ra-taz... Rasta... Rastras?" The meat bag Pi-e, repeated and said. "Rastraz?"
Rastraz was surprised that he could pronounce her name properly after a while tries and nodded with approval.
"Good, you will make a good servant for me!"
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