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The next thing Agera knew was pain.  Inconceivable, unthinkable, unbelievable pain.  Her muscles shivered uncontrollably, and her consciousness withdrew into a protective shell, trying to stave off the torture and insanity all at once.  Foam gathered around her mouth, and her scales dropped from her body.  Screaming could be heard through the darkness all around, moaning, people crying out for friends or loved ones.  Several draken were working on her rapidly, shouting for tools.  Agera spotted Kiesah, who also looked to be suffering her own trauma, burnt and vomiting.

It wasn't long after that she blacked out.

The next time she awoke, she was in a haze of confusion, the pain was still present.  Her muscles jerked and spasmed uncontrollably in reaction to her torture, and she screamed at an unearthly pitch in protest.  Her mind wasn't working properly, the pain blocked out all else.

It happened again some time later...

And again while a bright light was present overhead...

The cycle continued for time unknown until, finally, blissfully, she awoke, and the pain was gone.  Venus was there, sleeping next to her on the floor, which was a good thing.  The lights were dim.  Agera was hooked up to a multitude of support machinery.  She was wired to a heart-rate monitor, various diodes attached to her body measuring her blood-flow at different points.  An IV carried nutritious fluids to her, while a makeshift bedpan caught waste leaving her.  A mask, modified for dragons, pumped clean air into her single working lung.  She took a deep breath, and her mind blissfully cleared.  Her head, wing, and entire side were bandaged.  Dropped scales, a dull golden-yellow color were in a bucket.

She couldn't move at all.  Only her eyes roamed around the long, low tent.  Screaming was everywhere.

And so this was what hell was truly like.  Agera had been in hospitals before, had seen injured dragons, but she had never truly been one.  She felt weak and broken, as if she had been beaten to within' an inch of her life.  And she was scared.  Unbelievably scared.

She also had to piss badly.  The IV was constantly pumping her full of fluids.  Nutritious, yes, but it chilled her, and made her need to void her bowels something awful.  She hated doing it, it was so embarrassing to be humbled this way, but she had no other choice than to void herself into the bucket below her bed.

The sound of her vacating herself woke Venus, who spotted Agera's eyes open and watching.

"Agera!" she turned to the room, "Jiza!  She's awake!"

Jiza was suddenly at her side and checking vitals and the status of fluids and machines.

"Agera, can you hear me?  Blink if you hear my voice." Agera gave a slow deliberate blink, signaling her affirmation.

"You suffered third degree radiation burns to seventy percent of your body.  Also, with the amount of electro-magnetic radiation you were exposed to, you're going through high levels of radiation sickness. Your scales are falling out, and many of your vital organs have shut down as your heart focuses on keeping you going.  Be grateful it's still strong.  Right now I am unsure if you're going to make it." Jiza turned to face her, "Normally, I lie to patients and tell them they're going to be OK, but I know you wouldn't want me to bullshit to you.  You've got a tough mentality, and I know you don't give up, but some things just can't be overcome with force of will.  I'd suggest you make peace with the Ancient."

Agera's eye rolled to Venus, wide with fear.  At last she had found an enemy she was powerless to resist.  She couldn't fight this, she could only wait and hope.  Venus kneeled down next to her, and placed a paw on the side of her face, rubbing gently.  It hurt, but Agera wanted it to stay.  She much preferred if someone was with her as she died.

"You did more than I ever thought you could, Geri." Venus said quietly, tears rolling down her cheeks, "You overcame yourself, fought Avila, and saved over ten thousand lives, including those of both Kiesah and Pyrrus, and mine and my mate's.  If you can do that, then I know you can do this."

And the image of her home, of her friends and family popped into her head, glorious flights over the rolling waves, raves on the boardwalk, and sharing a pint with her best friends, and she remembered why she was alive, why she wanted to fight.  Even the image of her biological parents kept her going, something that she rarely thought about.

And she realized she still had work to do.

Agera stayed conscious for the next five days, knowing that if she succumbed to her exhaustion, she would never wake again.  She would like to have said that she couldn't remember any of that week, but it was impossible to escape those terrifying memories.  They would haunt her dreams for the rest of her life, and she knew it.  All she knew was to keep her eyes open, and keep her mind working.

All throughout the week, Venus stayed with her.  Soldiers, both draconic and human came by to thank her and encourage her.  And every time they did, she added them to her mental image, till she had an army of faces all cheering her on.  Janus and Vienzo joined her best friend halfway through the week.  Later, the rest of Omega, including those who had been brought into the fold in Berlin, visited her bedside, sharing stories with her.

"Agera?" it was Jiza.  She had been temporarily drafted back into the medical corps, something she seemed grateful for.  It helped keep her mind off the hell they had just been through.

"Ma'am, my respect to you.  You are one tough bitch. Kiesah gave you a ten percent chance of survival when you got here.  I gave you even worse.  But unbelievably, your kidneys turned back on two hours ago.  Your colon is struggling still, and your left lung is out of commission for now as well.  But your muscles are starting to come back online, which is a very positive sign.  I'm confident in saying I think you're going to make it.  Keep on recovering like this, and I daresay you'll fly again."

"Ugh this stuff is disgusting." Agera complained as Venus passed her the MRE.

"Oh stop complaining.  It's not like you have to run double patrol shifts." Venus growled, rolling her eyes. Agera chuckled at her.

"So what's it like running your own squadron?" she asked, bemused at her friend’s situation.

"A damn nightmare.  Forget the complaining, nobody wants to follow my orders." Jiza passed by behind Venus.

"Hey, Jiza!  Any news on when I can start eating some meat again?" Agera asked jokingly.

"Not for a while.  Don't pester me." she said, distracted.

"Hey, Jiza.  Any idea on when Agera can come back and lead her squadron again?" Venus asked.

"Not for a while!  Now I'm busy, so stop pestering me!" she said, looking up now at them from two beds over.

"Hey Jiza, when can we -" Jiza brought a paw up and cast several shots of ice over Janus's mouth, sealing it shut.  Venus and Agera laughed out loud as he tried desperately to get the foreign object dislodged.

"Ow, it hurts to laugh!" Agera cried, clutching her side as she chuckled.

"It be healthy for you though, daughter-friend." Agera looked over to the entrance to the medical tent to find a very cramped looking Pyrrus.

"Uncle!" Agera shouted in joy, "Good to see you well and healthy!  Hopefully your artillery made it?  How's Kiesah?"

Pyrrus gave a grimace, "As ornery as ever.  It's a good thing I love her so much, for she be a thorn in my side.  Why did you request an audience, daughter-friend?"

"Venus, can you and the others give us some privacy?" Agera asked quietly.  Venus motioned to the others with a wing, and they filed out of the small tent.  Agera turned back to the Guardian, "I want to know more about my parents."

Pyrrus considered her for a long moment, "That be a vast topic, daughter.  Why do you wish to know it now of all times?"

"I want to know what they were like.  I nearly died, Uncle.  I want to know that what I'm doing is what I SHOULD be doing." she replied quietly.

"You were never concerned before now.  I can assure you, Agera, that while battle is not noble, killing is not noble, and pain is not noble, protecting the innocent is." he growled uneasily.

"You need not worry about me leaving, Pyrrus.  I joined of my own free will.  I'll see this through to the end.  But I think I deserve the right to know what my parents would have wanted for me." she said, suddenly smiling.  It threw Pyrrus off guard.  Agera rarely smiled.  He returned the smile himself.

"Changed you have, Agera.  Perhaps a new appreciation for life is what you have gained?" he said, nodding.

"You could say that." Agera whispered to herself, brushing a few fins behind her horn.  Pyrrus lay down in front of her, settling into a more comfortable position.

"Your father, Spire, was far older than I, when he died.  But he didn't look it.  He was a golden dragon, as both your parents were.  His scales gleamed with a brilliant white-gold, his horns as polished ivory.  His body was perfection, something almost all dragons strive for.  He was small for an ancient, smaller than even Kiesah.  But it's said that because of their elements, golden dragons age differently than others.  Unlike me, who is only seven hundred years old, your father was around three thousand years old when I met him.

As good of a warrior as your father was, he was an even better politician.  He was the reason I got my guardianship.  He had always opposed wars and violence.  He was one of the few who thought humans our equals, something that proved to be true.  He knew a good honest soul when he saw one.  He was dedicated and hard working to a fault.  And he was a stickler for rules.  Even if he didn't agree with a law or a rule, he would still follow it until it was revoked."

Pyrrus paused here, "And he was an excellent friend. Loyal until death.

Your mother, Cindi, loved nature.  She could work wonders terraforming a location.  The terraforming of Ganymede was her idea, and you see what a paradise that turned out to be.  She loved to laugh and to make others laugh, and this made her one of the best practical jokers ever.  She was outgoing and fun loving.  And you should have seen her fly!  She was such a dancer in the sky.  She could curve her back in a half circle as easy as you or I could spread our wings.  Her wings would always glisten with beauty whenever she..."

Pyrrus seemed to stop himself here, realizing where he was going with his thread of speech, "Forgive me daughter.  Just a young drakes fantasies."

Agera grinned at him, "You sly old dog.  Did you have a relationship with her?"

Pyrrus grinned sheepishly, "I did, long before I met Kiesah.  I was a bit of a renegade a couple hundred years ago, and several females loved that.  We broke it off before anything happened.  She was far more important than I was, and was constantly making flights around the world.  We both knew our relationship wouldn't work."

"So do I have any half siblings I don't know about then?" Agera asked teasingly.  Pyrrus snorted in surprise, small jets of flame flying from his nostrils.


"Relax, Uncle, I jest." she said in Drashish.  He smiled at her.

"Agera, we just might make a dragon of you yet." he said, ruffling her fins playfully as she growled at him.

"Oh damn, Agera." Janus said quietly as the female pulled the gauze off from around her head.

"Oh it's not that bad doofus, stop scaring her." Venus said with a fake smile.

"I want a mirror." Agera said quietly.  She pulled the bandaging from around her paw and flexed the scarred, shriveled appendage.  Venus handed her a small hand mirror from one of the humans.

"Shit, I look like a ghoul." Agera said.  The skin on one side of her head was vacant of mature scale; little pebbles pocked her hide where new armor was growing in.  Her face sagged sideways.  Fortunately everything seemed to be functioning just fine.  Jiza stood to the side, shaking her head.

"Two weeks.  I never thought anyone would recover from third degree radiation burns like that Agera.  By all accounts you should be dead.  Your recovery is nothing short of amazing."

"Glad I'm such a fucking miracle.  Can I get back to work, Jiza?" Agera said, rubbing her rough skin.

"Don't over extend yourself, Agera.  Take it easy for the first week." Jiza said quietly, "But yes, you are cleared for duty."

"FINALLY!  Two, with me, I need to see our barracks.  Three, see about armor from the quartermaster.  Four, keep your mouth fucking shut.  Six, upon relief of your medical duties, you are to report back to Omega ASAP.  Let's get to work, Omega!  We've been out of business for too long."

Agera swept aside the flap to one of the seven tents set aside for medical purposes, and was presented with a site few others had seen before.  Despite the amount of creatures she had saved, their camp was small.  Squadrons were sharing tents, taking eight hour shifts.  Three squadrons were bunked in each tent, and two were always there, with one squad sleeping, and the other relaxing or out doing various activities.  Omega was currently sharing their barracks with Delta and Beta squadrons, their tent set in a block with the twenty-four others.  Nine hundred dragons were living in just those twenty-five tents.

Beyond those were a single mess tent, the armory tent and a command tent.  After that was nothing but open dirty landscape as far as the eye could see.  Agera had been outside a couple times before, and had been nearly dumbfounded by the planet they found themselves on.

Well, technically they were on a close orbiting moon, as the massive blue gas giant that filled a third of the sky attested to.  Several other moons orbited in a tight path, accompanying their super-massive neighbor through the cosmos.  The land was a mess pockmarked with gaping crevices and sharp spires.  Crystals laced the area casting a red glow over everything.  It constantly rained, causing glowing lichen to grow on every surface facing towards the gas giant.

There was no sun.  The planet they orbited was drifting through space, the surface using the bioluminescence of the crystals and lichen to provide livable light, and the highly active, yet stabile, volcanic core to provide heat.

The last problem was the massive void presence.  The scientists that had escaped what was now being called the scourge were estimating a population of around fifteen billion.  Command was almost sure that this was the home of the void.

The Dark Lands.

There were legends about this place, both human and drakian in origin.  The humans thought this land was Hell, quite literally.  A place with boiling lakes of fire and pain.  Typically human in drama.  The drakian legends were far darker.  This land was supposed to be a place of curses and foul creatures.  A place belonging to cannibalistic bloodthirsty savages.  A place where there existed creatures bent on ripping you in half from snout to tail spade as slowly as they could.  Where your spine would be turned into a chew bone.

As far as Agera could tell though, the dark lands were mired in legend and myth.  It just seemed a slightly gloomy planet to her.  She kind of liked it.

So far the army they had in location had not spotted any enemies.  It seemed the moon they were on was actually larger than the earth.  Venus stepped up next to her friend on the slight rise they were on, overlooking their camp lit with fires throughout the night.

"Everyone is waiting for you back in the barracks." she said quietly.  The two walked through the camp.  Electricity wasn't available, so they used campfires augmented with red glow in the dark labels to see.  Presently the pair arrived at Omega's barracks.  Agera swept aside the flap as she entered, her hearing assaulted by all the sounds of a restless squadron attempting to rest.

Everyone stopped in their tracks as they saw Agera enter.  The remainder of Theta and Epsilon squad was there as well.  Theta Six stood up, approached her and bowed low, wings sweeping wide in humility.  Dragons very rarely bowed to any other, because of pride and exposing the back of your neck, so when they did, it truly meant something.  It meant they trusted you more than any other.

"Your warriors are ready for battle, ma'am, what are your orders?" the wind dragoness asked in drashish.  Agera glanced nervously at Guin who watched warily from behind.  Agera stood up taller, striding forwards, and placed a paw on the young females shoulder.

"Rise and face me, Italia." the dragonelle stood, "Why did you bow?"

"You saved our lives without any thought to your own." she said simply, ruffling her wings.

"Before the siege, I saw you, Delta battalion as my family.  I never wanted to lose any of you.

I did what I would do for my family.  I'd do anything.  It was once said my squadron, and my battalion, would follow me into the pits of hell.  It's more than just that. I'd dive into the pits of hell with a roar on my lips for any one of you.

As you were, Omega.  We're not out of this yet.  Get some rest.  I'm going to the GM tomorrow to see if I can get an assignment."

"You look like hell Krigsman." the GM said casually as Agera stood before him.

"Thank-you, sir." she said quietly.

"I assume you're here for a reason?  Make it quick."

"Sir, Omega squadron is requesting orders, sir.  We've had nothing to do since we got here, and our wings are itching for some action." she said, glancing at him.  He sighed quietly.

"Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't even be in the military anymore Agera.  Unfortunately, we have to take some extreme measures." he said, rubbing his temples, "Your request is authorized, against my better judgment.  I have a scouting mission for you and two hand picked Omega members.  A three day run out and back, to the far north.  We have small teams like this going out all over the place, something like sixteen missions.  You'll be leaving at the same time as them, 0230 two days from now, when that gas giant is presumed to set.  Be ready to fly by unknown stars.  If you encounter void, you WILL NOT ENGAGE.  This is a scouting run and you are not healthy enough for open combat.  Fly as far as you can and watch as much as possible for the first thirty-six hours, then return.  Understood?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Before you leave, you need to see Pyrrus about your armor.  Also Kiesah has requested your presence."

"Why?" Agera asked, cocking her head sideways.

"She wouldn't say.  She's been very reclusive and quiet lately.  Very odd behavior for her.  I know she was as injured as you were at the scourge, but she recovered quicker, something that is baffling us.  Let me know if it's anything serious..."

Janus was the one to knock on the tent pole the next morning, "Hey Kiesah, do you want to build a sno -"

Agera punched him, "You asshole.  Kiesah, it's us, can we come in?"

Agera almost didn't hear the response, it was so quiet.  Kiesah growled an affirmative.  The tent had barely any light, just a single lantern next to the entrance, but it was stiflingly hot, it took ones breath away how hot it was.

"Kiesah?" there was movement in the corner.  Agera could just barely see the Frost Guardian's outline in the gloom.


"Do not approach me.  My mind is not normal right now, and I may attack." Agera was truly baffled by this.

"Kiesah, it's just us four." Agera said, "What's the matter with you?  You can trust us."

"It matters not.  I trust only one other dragon right now, and for one reason only." there was another knock on the entrance.

"It's just me love, no need to attack on sight like last time." Pyrrus hunched himself into the tent.  He spotted them and saw his eyes flash dangerously.

"Is it custom now for strangers to just barge in without invite?" he growled.

"Uncle!" Agera said sternly, "What's gotten into you two?!"

"Peace, Pyrrus.  I invited them." Kiesah said quietly, "Please keep your voices down."

It was so unlike Kiesah to be this quiet and gentle.  Agera was wondering what had happened to her.

"Mother, what's wrong?  What's happened?" Venus asked, stepping forwards cautiously and laying down. Kiesah looked over at Pyrrus who shrugged.

"She deserves to know.  They all do now.  It's pretty evident that he'll live." Pyrrus reached up and turned up the lantern slightly, enough to see detail, and Agera gasped.  So did Venus.  There lying against Kiesah's belly was a tiny deep dark blood red hatchling, still fresh from the egg.  Shell fragments lay clustered around them, and bits of membrane still wetted his skin.  He was sleeping soundly.

"By the Ancient!" Vienzo said quietly, "How?"

Pyrrus grinned like a fool as he lay down behind his mate, licking her cheek with affection, "Take your guess.  A miracle perhaps?  He only just hatched something like twelve hours ago.  Kiesah laid his egg three months ago, but we said nothing.  No need to get everyone’s hopes up when it might never hatch."

"How did he survive the scourge?" Janus asked quietly.

"The shell.  A dragon’s egg isn't hard, but it is hardy.  It could easily have survived much worse radiation.  I still can't believe we could have an egg." Kiesah said quietly, laying her head down next to her son.

"What's his name?" Venus asked in a whisper, head between her paws.

"Nero, after Pyrrus' grandfather."

“I can’t believe it.  Why tell us now?” Vienzo said as they walked a fair distance behind Pyrrus, following the massive dragon in his wake as he parted the crowd.  They needed their armor after repairs, and Pyrrus was head forge master now with the death of Fiam.

“I suspect that they’re worried now that the egg has hatched, about their own deaths.  That last one was a close one.” Agera said quietly.

“And yet we all made it.  Maybe we are invincible.” Janus said.  Agera grabbed his horn sharply.

“Get that thought out of your head, four.  If you had taken a hard enough hit, you would be dead.  Your scales melted off.  You start thinking that, you die.” She growled, “The problem I have is who they are going to name caretaker in case of their deaths?”

“And how was Kiesah even able to conceive in the first place?  I thought she was barren.” Vienzo said rubbing the back of his head.

“She was.  An – incident – in her youth rendered her sterile.  I suspect with all those ‘Last nights’ a lot of something-something was happening, and, well, you through enough shit at a wall and some will eventually stick.  Are you alright Venus, you’re being awfully quiet.” Agera said.

“I’m fine.  I’m ok.” She said, startled.

“You don’t look fine, dear.” Vienzo said quietly.  She rubbed up against her mate, purring, but her scales were still a bit pale.

“I’m just suddenly worried.  I suddenly find myself a big sister with a little brother, and I’m in a war zone…”

They were quiet as they thought on that.  All the way through their provisioning for the scouting mission the next day, nobody said anything, not even Pyrrus.  As they walked back out into the sunlight wearing their armor, Agera turned to them.

“Our family is growing.” She said quietly.  Nobody tried correcting her; they all learned long ago that family was more than just those who shared the same blood as you, “We need to end this war.  For their sakes.”
Between Two Worlds, Ch 13: The Dark Lands
Terribly sorry about that readers, I had about two months of sudden work.  Only just now found some time to post this, and dont get me started on the limited time I have to write.

Kiesah had a kid!  Thats gonna be one messed up hatchling.
So today was the first day of a new E3.  We got a lot of stuff.  Bethesda already announced a new fallout, but there are other smaler things too.  They announced a new Elder Scrolls game that isnt the one we want, a collectable trading card game (BOOOOOOOOOOO!)  They also announced a Dishonored 2 (W00T!).  We also got news of a new Mass Effect from EA, which is AWESOME.…

And the MAKO is back!

Were also getting KH III, which at least one person I know is spazzing out.  New tomb raider, new a bunch of things...

But thats not what we were waiting for.  We were all waiting for this:

Yeah, I know...

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The square around the Brandenburg gate was silent.

"Agera Krigsman, at last." Avila's voice was sharp and commanding, like a honed sword.  She was definitely the biggest dragon Agera had ever seen, perhaps as big and half again as Pyrrus, some thirty feet above the ground, she was almost as big as the heavies.  But unlike the heavies, she carried herself with fluid grace, not lumbering weight.  Her many horns were elegantly curved back, and she had a double set of spikes running from her collarbone all the way to the tip of her tail.  She wore a full set of combat armor, a custom set that gleamed white.

"I've heard so much about you, dear Agera.  Your friend told me as much as she could find out about you." Avila said haughtily, looking down her nose at the young dragons.

"Damnit." Agera said under her breath...

Aurora stepped forwards and crossed the empty space between them.  Agera stepped on her tail as she passed by.

"You really, really don't have to do this, Aurora." Agera said quietly.  Aurora looked as if she might cry.  She was a really good spy if she could hold those emotions in.

"No, trust me Agera, I do.  I wish I didn't have to, but I do." she crossed the remainder of the space, and turned around to face them, sadness in her eyes, "Where's my brother, Avila?"

The dark dragoness smiled at her minion, "All in good time, Aurora." she turned to Omega squad.

"Dear Agera, did you really think you were fighting me?  You never were truly playing this game." Avila said as Agera leaned from one foot to another, trying to decide whether to attack or retreat, "I know everything about you, all your friends, and everyone else.  I know what you will do, and what you won't do."

Venus gave Agera a knowing look, and she nodded back at her, "Well, I think if you know everything about me, I think it's only fair if everyone else does too."

The leader stepped forwards and approached the middle of the no man’s land between them.

"Uh, Agera?  We should go." Janus said quietly.  Venus stood on his foot.

"You should listen to your friend, Agera.  I would hate to think what would happen if you tried to face me." Avila said, sharper this time.

"Enough.  It's time I stopped hiding, time I faced my heritage and my past and my training." all eyes were on her as Agera's skin began to glow white hot.  It seemed like fire was consuming her.  Her scales were shedding color rapidly, and something that looked like paper flew off, burning into the night.  Sparks flew, and when she stopped glowing, she stood gleaming in a bright, white-gold, her horns and fins turned to ivory and parchment.  The light around her seemed to warp with power, and her eyes glowed a pure bleached white.

"Um, Agera, changing your color won't help you any." Janus said quietly over the radio.  Venus clipped him over the head.

"She didn't change color, retard!" Venus hissed at him, "Agera just shed her color changing tattoo!  Those are her natural colors.  She's a time dragon."

"How long have you known?" Vienzo asked quietly.

"Ever since Siberia.  Kiesah decided I should go with Agera and Kali on an unauthorized mission to see what was outside of Berlin's walls.  Agera lost control of her element in a raid on a void base and killed everyone except for those in her immediate vicinity.  Five thousand souls vanished in a time lock, and she swore never to use her powers again."

"So what do you call this?" Guin asked.  Venus shook her head.

"Using her powers again." Avila stared down her opponent with malice.  She motioned with a paw, and her guard spread out to the sides.  Omega prowled around the street, trying to find better approaches.  The tanks adjusted aim...

"Get them." Avila said quietly.

The response was instantaneous.  The group moved as a giant wave, using the heavies as battering rams. The tanks got one shot off, and all missed their targets.  Two got their barrels bent in the first move.  One had the turret pulled off, and the other, this seventy ton armored vehicle was flipped by the second heavy.  Three of Omega took to the sky, whilst the others stood their ground.  The newlymated stood back to back, making swipes at any that got close to the others beloved.  Venus and Vienzo backed into a corner with Janus and Jiza, and they held off even more attacks, led by Aurora, and the Shadow-knight.  Ronan went to dive into the fray, but was blocked by the whirlwind that was Agera and Avila.  Time and space warped around them as they moved.  Ronan watched as the females moved far faster than any hominid could react, darting meters around the area and taking to the sky then the ground then the sky again all in a few short seconds.

Avila was by far the faster of the two, and it was all Agera could do to hold her off.  Two slashes with claws and one with tail got through her guard and injured her.  Once across the chest, one at the eye, and another ripped open her wing membrane.

She found however that she was far better in the sky. Avila had issues focusing her power while flying, and Agera had the edge in speed.  Unfortunately, it's harder to land a good hit in the air, and all Agera did was make a lot of wind as she missed.

Suddenly, a third set of wings dived out of the blur of colors around them.  Grand Lord Liam Quickclaw racked a set of claws across Avila's back and flanks, and she roared in pain, slowing for an inkling of a second.  When she sped back up, she whirled on the smaller male and decapitated him in one deft motion, far faster than any move before.

They landed back at regular time speeds.  Agera panted hard, and one of her legs collapsed beneath her.  She wasn't used to using her powers so much.  Avila seemed unaffected by her injuries.  She ran a paw over the cuts, and came away with a minimum of blood.  Deciding the wound was not life threatening, she turned back to Agera, who was struggling to rise despite her fatigue.

"It's taxing, isn't it young one?" she said, circling.  Agera collapsed again, but struggled despite her pain and the clouds fogging her mind.  Avila raised her paw, claws extended, to try and strike a mortal blow, when an explosion ripped through the ground four feet from the large dragoness.  A group of humans not far away held a laser target designator focused on Avila, and at that moment, a fighter-bomber passed overhead, engines roaring.  Avila rose roaring with pain.  Half her face and side was seared away.  Her teeth and gum lines were exposed, and her rib cage was cauterized.  Her wing was nothing but a limp skeleton.  Her left front foreleg was cut off at the elbow joint, leaving her three pawed.  And yet still she lived.  The Shadow-knight rushed to her side and lifted her gently.  A portal formed suddenly in the gate as her honor guard closed in around them.  Several more tanks had appeared and were putting fire down range as the heavies placed their bodies between them and Avila.  They died specifically to protect her, and the assaults held off anyone who stuck their head over the bodies.

Agera spotted Avila between the mass of limbs and fallen soldiers.  Despite the noise, Agera heard her speak.

"This is a day of tears for all." she said painfully.  She raised a paw, her good paw, to the sky, and muttered something, and then was swallowed up by her own portal.

As soon as it closed, the remaining Voidwings committed suicide as enemies closed in all around them.  Agera looked around for Ronan, but he was nowhere to be found.  Soldiers rushed to Agera, and helped lift her to her feet.  Two stayed on either side to keep her upright.  The sun was just rising on the horizon to the west.

"Is that it?" Venus asked, suddenly at her side, "They're all gone?  We won?"

Janus ran up, whipping sweat from his muzzle, "It's freakin' hot right now."

"It is over!  We won!" one of the soldiers shouted running off and shouting.  Cheering rose up from the main reinforcements.  As the sun continued to rise, people started to gather.

"Something's wrong." Agera said quietly, "Avila wouldn't give up this easily.  She would have had a backup plan."

Steam rose from the wet pavement, as suddenly, the GM stepped forwards from the crowd.  He stepped into the sunlight, and shielded his face, as he looked west.  He turned to them, meaning for a quick speech.

"Oh shit!" Agera said suddenly, very loudly, "Oh shit, she didn't."

"I thought it was getting dark a few hours ago." Vienzo said, "I guess I wasn't keeping track of time.  Good to see the sun rise on a new day."

"IN THE WEST?!?!" the GM had just opened his mouth to say a speech when Agera shouted out across the crowd.  The sun was suddenly very large in the horizon.

"What did she do?" Venus asked.  Humans were suddenly adjusting clothing to cover themselves, despite the heat.  Agera's scales started to itch as the skin beneath them burned on contact with the solar rays.  The sun continued to grow on the horizon.  Creatures were finding shelter as the heat cooked the earth.

"She made the sun HOTTER?!?!" Venus shouted over the rising clamor, "How can she do that?"

"She's a time dragon.  Focus your powers on the right object and you can do anything!  She must have sped the aging of the sun up by millions of years!  It's going to engulf earth eventually if it keeps going." Agera shouted.

"Well can't you stop it?!?!" Vienzo shouted back.  People were running around screaming now.  Agera bit down on Venus's tail, and her friend screamed out in pain, but Agera would rather die than be separated from her friends right now.  Venus watched Agera desperately as the time dragoness concentrated.

Agera fought viciously as the power from Avila progressed.  But as she fought, she realized exactly how powerful the darkness within her foe actually was.  Avila was a force of nature, not just another dragon.  She could not be stopped.  Agera may as well have tried to stop a tank main gun round with her paw.  At long last, as steam was rising up from the lakes, she smacked her paw down and a new much larger portal formed in the square.  Everyone stopped and looked up at it.

"Get everything and everyone into it as fast as possible." Agera said over the quiet open radio channel to as many radios as there were in her range, "Personnel, stay off the main roads, let the vehicles through.  Don't trample your fellow soldiers.  Those of you who cannot make it, I pray for your souls and that you die well.  I will hold the portal open as long as I can."

No one knew exactly how long the portal would be open, or who was opening it.  They had no idea where it went.  All they knew was it was likely better than the hellish place earth was about to become.  Fighters flew through overhead, while tanks traveled en-mass.  Jiza was casting an ice cover to try and ward off the heat for people.  Several other ice dragons were helping.  Kiesah suddenly appeared and added her formidable power to the mix.  But the Ice was melting faster than they were casting it.  Agera was exhausted.  Her vision drifted in and out.  But she was determined to keep this portal open so long as she had life in her body.

The Russia and America veered towards the portal, then stopped and suddenly flared engines, gaining speed as they rocketed out of the atmosphere and towards the colonies around Jupiter and Saturn.  Several smaller ships also entered atmosphere, something they were never designed to do.  The lighter ships worked well, and were able to keep pace with their descent.  Anything cruiser sized or larger ran away from the pilots and crashed into the countryside, sending shocks of wind through the cities buildings.

Refugees started slowing once the lakes started bubbling.  Humans collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and their hair caught fire.  Dragons screamed as their wings disintegrated and the blood boiled in their veins, the scales on their bodies melting off.  The ground quaked as the techtonic plates of earths crust destabilized.  The sun was taking up a quarter of the sky.  Clouds dissipated, and the Ionosphere was blasted away as solar flares hit the planet, scattering the familiar blue canvas of the sky.  Buildings crumbled as the quakes intensified, and all around was horrible screaming as the humans and dragons alike were melted and burnt alive by insane levels of radiation.  At this point, Kiesah, who hadn’t left Agera's side, grabbed her and moved towards the portal, holding a melting ice shield above her and Agera.  They reached the passageway, and Agera saw nothing but blackness.

She didn't know whether she was alive or dead...

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For the first time since arriving, Omega squadron and the rest of the battalion was roused by the camp wide alarms.  Revelry sounded off at 0215 in their tent, rousing the rest of the battalion.  Agera had all thirty-six dragons in the same tent the night before the operation.  They were cramped, and despite grumbling, Agera was correct in her guess that the different squadrons so close together produced friendships and bonding.  Several draken gathered in clusters to sleep in a small heap, saving body warmth.  There had even been a newly mated pair formed that night, Romeo one had paired up with Theta six, and had slipped out into the darkness while no one was looking.  Apparently the two had been making secret rendezvous for quite some time, and when they returned, they had announced their lifemating.  The celebration had restarted with increased vigor after that.  All through the day they squared things away.  Squadrons left to pick up armor, individual dragons could be spotted sharpening claws or tail spades.  Some painted war tattoos on their faces.  Agera had shifted ink for the occasion, a bright shining silver marked with smoky stripes and spikes.

Now they all awoke to a foggy dawn.  Soldiers trooped past their tent in formation, and Agera quickly roused everybody, getting them into Armor.  She donned her own armor, placing her headpiece last, and got their group outside, and into their squads.

"Delta battalion!  Forward, HARCH!" as one they moved forwards and found the assembly area at the far end of the camp, with tanks rumbling around and infantry fighting vehicles lining up in escort positions.  Infantry were riding on the vehicles as they moved out.  Dragons were far too large to ride on any vehicle, so they had to trek cross country alongside.  There was a lot of waiting, but nobody talked.  Venus sat next to Vienzo, and they nuzzled each other lovingly, softly speaking in the dawn calm.

Kiesah arrived with her medical corps, each of them in full combat armor with trauma kits slung under each wing.  Kiesah herself nodded at Agera, and she lifted a wing in salute.  Pyrrus was also among the warriors.  Rumor had it he had taken command of a mixed unit of humans and dragons, running the heavy artillery.  Pyrrus always did like the big guns.  They finally spotted him halfway through the morning as his unit followed the mass mobilization, leading his sixteen 30 cm guns out of camp, surrounded by younger fire dragons.

At last, at half past one in the afternoon, her radio crackled.

"Delta battalion.  Precise orders, confirm reception." Agera stood suddenly, motioning for their group to rise.

"Delta confirms.  Proceed with orders." she replied quietly.

"Delta, you are to proceed with the 567th tank battalion as they move west, following the 455th.  Escort and provide low altitude close air support until further notice, understood?"

"Delta understands and obeys.  Moving out." Agera cut coms and turned to her battalion, who had rested in formation.

"Escort duty for the 567th tank battalion.  As my TAC data tells me, they're known as Phoenix battalion.  On me Delta!" they moved north and west, following Agera's pip on her helmets display showing her where their escort charges were.  They formed up on either side of the friendly tank battalion, and Agera saluted the commander, signaling she and hers were ready.  And as one, they moved out, crossing into Ukraine.

The tanks were fast, armed with 150mm smooth ore cannons and having composite ceramic armor, with turbine-electric engines, they were able to move at sixty miles an hour damn near anywhere.  Delta battalion was able to keep up simply because of their enhanced training.

"Remind me why we're going so fast." Janus panted out over coms.

"Shut your gob, Omega three.  GM wanted a fast strike.  Don't worry, I know the plan from beginning to end." Agera panted back.

"Well, Lieutenant, I hope you have a backup as well." Venus called over the speakers.

"Aye, I have a plan B.  And C.  And D.  Any more plans and I'd have to start giving them names.  Plan Venus, Plan Janus, Plan Enzo." laughter could be heard over coms.

"And here I thought dragons loved PT!" one of the human sergeants called over joint ops coms.  Agera flashed her teeth at him.

"Come on guys, can't you go any faster?!  My grandma is better at PT 'an you." a corporal laughed, and launched into a Jodi call.

"When my grandma was ninety-one, she did PT just for fun!" Agera swatted the side of his four wheeled transport with her tail spade, making the metal ring.

"Come on Delta, join in!" Venus grinned, and Aurora led the others.

"When my grand-dame was 91, she did PT just for fun!" the group rang out at large.

After that, the mood improved considerably, and the dragons began swapping stories with the humans, even though most of them were fabricated.  Romeo one got into an argument over why draconic females were better looking than human females, and delta two was comparing scars with one of the tank gunners.

They went like this for the next three days, passing out of former Ukraine, and into the former polish empire.  Warsaw was nothing but a blasted smear of soot on the landscape.  Nights were short and days were long, but Delta squad slept like hatchlings each evening, the rested humans keeping watch.

Then, on the fourth day, they crested a rolling green hill and found Berlin laid out before them, surrounded by a woodland valley, and several lakes.  Fog hung over the valley floor, and at present, several void could be seen flying over the city, confident in their protection.  The city was surrounded by a twenty foot high wall, something difficult to assault and climb over as they approached.  The hamlets surrounding the metropolis however were unoccupied, and it was in these small quaint villages that their forces hid and fed and rested.  All five primary assault legions were arrayed out across the plains just east of the city, some one thousand tanks, and some ten thousand dragons.  Around four million humans were there as support as well, and they were arrayed over an area around twenty square miles.

"How are they cramming twenty-one million void into that city?" Venus asked sleepily as they rested.  The house they had found still had running water, and they were all gratefully taking quick cleansing cold showers.

"Intel reports state they are bunking entire battalions in single rooms.  With any luck, some might catch disease." Aurora said.

"I doubt it six.  If the Voidwings are anything like dragons, then they are likely resistant to diseases." Agera said, brushing fins aside as she wrote up the days report, "And something tells me they're a lot like us."

"They're nothing like us.  They're a bloodthirsty brutal lot, all of them.  They'd like nothing more than to see our heads on our tail spades." Aurora growled.

"Ma'am." Agera growled, glancing at her.

"Ma'am." Aurora added belatedly, titling her head in Agera's direction in apology.  Agera set the stylus down for her data pad.

"Have you ever actually met a Voidwing, Aurora?" Agera asked quietly.

"Psh, no.  Can never get close to one without it shouting at you and trying to slice your head off your shoulders.  Nobody has ever talked to a Void." Aurora said, sneering.

"Well, we have, after a fashion." Agera said, even quieter still.

"Impossible.  I'd know."

"You wouldn't because we never reported it.  The drake in question never actually said much to us anyways.  They're more like us than you can imagine." Agera said quietly.  Aurora gave her a hard, piercing stare, until Agera's coms popped on.

"Delta, confirm transmission?" a voice said.

"Transmission confirmed.  Code?"

"Sierra Hotel Indigo Tango Tango Yankee.  Authenticate?"

"The code is authentic.  What are the orders?" Agera intoned.

"You are to proceed to indicated coordinates and await further orders, remaining on full alert status." the voice intoned.

"With all due respect command, we just got here.  We've been running for three days straight."

"Well get there pronto.  Command out." and her come clicked off.

"Theta, pull your units out of the shower, we're moving." Agera said, rubbing her horns.

"But ma'am!" Epsilon one said into her coms.

"That's an order!  Up and at 'em draken!  Command wants us out of the valley, further northwest of Berlin."

The march didn't take as long as they thought, around two or three hours.  But the trek seemed that much more arduous from their brief rest.  When they finally did come to a stop, there was nothing but another battalion waiting for them. They had escorted their previous tanker friends into the area, and now laid down in the dirt next to the armor, hoping to get some shut eye.  Food was from MRE's, cold.

Pyrrus was also there with his heavy artillery already set up and in place, aiming towards Berlin.

"Lord Pyrrus!  Do you know what this be all about?" Agera asked when she spotted him.

"The GM only said he had a surprise for the Voidwings waiting." Pyrrus said quietly.

The next several days and nights were spent in camp.  Command forbade them to move outside the small confines of the battalion, setting up the supply trucks in a defensive ring formation.

Finally, on the third day of arrival, a full week after they had set out from base camp, Agera's coms popped open to command.

"Krigsman?  Confirm transmission." a voice intoned.  Agera looked up from her omelet MRE.  They had been running low on food.

"Confirmed command, what do you have for me?" Agera asked.

"New orders.  You are to coordinate firepower with your current command, the 567th.  Full attack towards the city center.  Happy hunting." and her coms clicked off.  Agera jumped up, mouth open.

"Wait, that's it?!?!  Just ATTACK?!?!" a tank drove up and stopped, and the 567th's battalion commander popped out.

"Let's get moving Lieutenant Krigsman!" Agera turned to her group to find them watching her and the tank commander behind her.  And she suddenly found, standing right there, that she didn't want to fight...

She really, REALLY, didn't want to die.  She didn't want to see this family before her, any of it, die.  She took a long deep breath, and let it out slowly.

"Delta, on your feet!  New orders, full attack!  Let them hear our roars!" and together they roared.  The group was assembled in five minutes, and they moved south and east, to the ridge of the valley.

The five main strike battalions, including Alpha squadron had already engaged at the gates several miles away.  Almost three miles of open ground and grassland lay between Agera and the city walls.  No one spoke as they moved as silently as possible towards the capital.

The problem is tanks aren't very quiet.

As they approached, alarms were sounded, and Agera took a last final breath, letting it out long and slow.

"Lieutenant?" Venus.

"Delta five formation, Omega lead, form your squad around me.  Stay low, and stay fast." they darted down along the open grounds, the squads forming up in a large V, now with adrenaline flowing in their veins they easily outpaced the tanks, who were now firing on the move, non-stop, hitting shells into the high walls.

"Battalion commander, place a five tank coordinated strike at this location, and I'll get your tanks inside the wall." a shell suddenly struck in that exact location, followed by five more massive reports.  Too big of explosions to be tanks.

"Never mind.  Thanks arty." Agera heard Pyrrus give a chuckle over the radio.  A thirty foot wide gap had been opened in the wall, and her and Omega jump-glided through the opening.  Agera had only enough time to register a grey void enemy when she collided with the smaller scout, who folded before her larger mass.  Several other foes met them but were swiftly eliminated.

"We have to cut off the AAA control centers before the enemy army has a chance to reach us." Agera said quickly.  The doors to the gate were opened, and tanks glided through rapidly, supported by infantry fighting vehicles.  Artillery shells were falling on the city as Pyrrus's armor hit home in several key locations.

A heavy lumbered around the corner of their street one hundred feet away and roared at them.  He was flanked by two tanks, leopard II types from forty years ago.  They fired at her battalion, and two dragons, Delta four and Romeo three got hit.  Romeo three took the one hundred and twenty millimeter armor piercing round straight in the chest, and it looked like he split in two.  Delta four was hit by shrapnel in his neck.  The rest scattered.

"KIA!  We have two down, three wounded!  567th, we could use some firepower!" Agera peered around the corner to find the heavy bearing down on her, but at the last second, a Reagan MBT3 came around the corner, took one look at the massive draken, and fired two rounds into it, hitting the shoulder and chest.  Agera took advantage of the distraction, darting out from behind the corner and rocketing down the street, vaulting over the dead void and glided right into the barrel of one of the leopard IIs, jerking its barrel out of alignment with the Reagan, and aiming it at the other enemy tank.  It fired and took its friend out, scalding Agera's paw in the process.  She drew a claw across the back deck, and it vented smoke.  One of the crew popped out of the turret, a void two legged, and she bit its head off, tasting sour blood in her mouth.  She forcibly closed the turret hatch, and drew another claw along the fuel tanks, rupturing them and leaking diesel onto the street.  Hopping off, she dragged her tail spade along the concrete and caused sparks to fly, lighting the fuel.  And then turned and walked away as the tank exploded.  Venus met her.

"We need to keep moving." she said quietly, "Medical will be here to pick up the bodies."

"Delta four didn't make it?" Venus shook her head sadly.  Agera looked around at the thirty-two remaining dragons.

"Take to the building roofs.  Watch for chances of opportunity.  Omega will stick with the tanks and guard from flanking attacks.  Stay in coordination. Move now." they moved off in different directions.  Four squads latched onto building sides and climbed up their smooth surfaces.  Omega squad winded through the narrow streets, moving with a group of four Reagan tanks.

They continued further into the center of the city, moving quietly.  Agera keyed into command.

"Command, Krigsman with delta battalion.  We're in the city, looking for action.  How goes the fight?"

"Command is on the case Krigsman.  Seventy percent of air defenses eliminated, forces are cleared for sky duty.  You've got your wings back." at that exact moment, two fighter jets streaked overhead, and she got multiple reports of fighters in the sky.  The America and Russia could be seen in the distance, providing a landing platform for fighters.  Explosions could be heard in the distance.

"Enemy forces holding the wall have been reduced by thirty percent, whilst ours have taken only ten percent casualties.  Command has new orders for you. Close in on city center and take the Brandenburg gate.  We will have orders for you when you arrive."

"Roger that command.  Krigsman out." Agera said.  She beckoned to the tank commanders, who were following her orders at the time, and they followed her down the road.

"Squads, report." Agera called over joint coms.

"Theta reporting.  Two and Five are down.  We are withdrawing." well shit.

"Theta, this is delta, we see your position, coming to assist." another voice said over the radio, "Hold on brother, we're coming."

"Theta, fold into Delta, follow Delta one's commands.  Who else isn't dead?  Sound off."

"Epsilon two reporting.  Lead is wounded heavily.  He won't be fighting again.  The rest of us are barely holding together.  I - I don't know if I can do this ma'am." a young frightened voice came in over the radio.

"Epsilon, withdraw to medical evac, stat.  Save Epsilon one if you can." Agera said quietly, "And breath."

"Romeo five here.  We took a massive hit, but are all still good, though I think lead can't hear anymore.  His horn has been split off and is oozing blood." Jiza made a cutting motion with her claw, indicating Romeo one's fate if he didn't find medical attention.

"Romeo five, link up with Omega.  My medical officer says your lead needs a check-up quick or he's going to be seeing black."

"Battalion lead, Theta six.  Would you mind if I linked up with you as well?" Agera did the math quickly. Thirteen dragons, including herself.  A double strength squadron.

"Granted, Theta six.  Better move fast though." Agera said.

"Ma'am." was the only response she got.  Theta six was the first to show up.  She was almost as small as Jiza was, a wind dragoness with a skinny narrow body and small sleek wings.  Romeo one arrived with his face a mess and burns on his wings, but otherwise ok.  His new mate embraced him anyways, smearing gore all over her chest and neck.  He angled his head so that his untouched horn could hear better.  Jiza flicked his bad horn, and he tapped it rapidly, then shook his head, indicating it wasn't working.  The others sported nasty cuts and bruises, but looked otherwise untouched.  Jiza wrapped the leader’s busted horn up.

"This thing will never work properly again.  You'll have to get used to hearing with one horn.  You might get a discharge if you're lucky." she said, winding the gauze around it quickly.

"Alright, Theta six, Romeo squad, you're now part of Omega.  Act like it.  Let's move.  Stick close to the armor, and stay on the ground.  No need to expose yourself in the air." Agera motioned for the armor column to follow their reinforced group forwards, and they continued towards the Brandenburg Gate.

It was starting to get dark again.  Twilight exposed the stars above, and the sky glowed red in the east from fires.  Omega squad rounded a corner onto a street wide enough for the four tanks to spread out and move forwards in a line abreast formation, so all their guns could be brought to bear.  In front of them, after the buildings ended, was an open square leading up to the gate.  And upon the steps stood a strange collection of void.

The first two enemies she spotted were the heavies, marked with golden paint on their wings and golden flags on their tails.  They sat at attention with their wings held wide, barring the way forwards.  In front of them sat six assaults, in the same pose, wingtip to wingtip, wings painted gold and with golden ribbons on their horns.

And last there were two scouts at the end, and two hominid spies at the front, holding lances, also painted gold for their status.  The spies held the lances in a crossed fashion.  They stepped aside and lifted their weapons as the leaders emerged.

One was Ronan.

Agera was almost as startled to see him, as he was to see her.  It made no sense for him to be here.  He stood on their left, his right.  The one who stood opposite him was a Ghost, although this one was not ordinary, she could tell.  His power radiated in waves, and it looked as if he was holding his powers back, struggling to restrain them.

But the center dragoness was what held their attention.  She was in contrast to all the others because of her size, and because here scales were a dark bronze.  Her eyes gleamed red, and the spikes that protruded from her body were painted the same color.

"Avila Darkdaughter." Agera said quietly.  
So today was the first day of a new E3.  We got a lot of stuff.  Bethesda already announced a new fallout, but there are other smaler things too.  They announced a new Elder Scrolls game that isnt the one we want, a collectable trading card game (BOOOOOOOOOOO!)  They also announced a Dishonored 2 (W00T!).  We also got news of a new Mass Effect from EA, which is AWESOME.…

And the MAKO is back!

Were also getting KH III, which at least one person I know is spazzing out.  New tomb raider, new a bunch of things...

But thats not what we were waiting for.  We were all waiting for this:

Yeah, I know...

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