Year: 20XX
SONG: http://youtu.be/sW7x6c9TksI 世界は構築される by Rekka Katakiri ( 片霧烈火 )
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Dragons were rejoicing on this evening
In Italy, the setting sun gave way to an orange sky
Society had stopped for a moment to listen as the Emperor's son addressed the world
Computers were hijacked, television and radio shows were interrupted, mobile devices replayed the message, and we, the audience, were forced to listen as an important day in draconic history was made.
Not even people in their cars could escape the message, even if they turned their power off.
"I have seen how far your corruption spreads. I have seen how you treat us, and how you manipulate the defenseless among our kind. You think we don't have feelings and that we're just animals..."
People couldn't confine to their social networks or text their friends to converse about this
The crowd that gathered to watch him in person was whispering among themselves
"You use us like cattle, destroy our bodies, you kill us and steal our precious resources..."
His father, Emperor Aronne, stayed in his office, his gaze cast outside the window but his attention absorbing the message from the radio.
He couldn't stop his ardent son from creating this big, world-changing event. He would have to go against an entire army of his people, or fight Ashuton directly. He's done all he can. He's tired.
He grits his teeth as his son delivered a message of "hope" to their dragons.
"We are much more advanced than you think. It was the mistake of the parliament, the council and my father for keeping our secret buried as you murdered us. We will NOT take the damage from you anymore. My dragons will NOT continue to succumb to your sickening experiments, befall to your system and slavery. We are free and I will make sure we extract our vengeance upon you and show you who we really are."
When he spoke the part about free people, the volume of his voice increased.
When Seraphina entered the office, Aronne held her hand and kissed her on the cheek for a small piece of comfort. They stood in silence, worried for their son, as the cheers on the radio continued. To rage war with amother species is a sure sign of a dragon's mind breaking from torture.
"I, Prince Ashuton Karrucci, God of Dragons, will declare war upon humanity. When I feel you have been crippled enough, I will see if you deserve a reprieve."
This was the part where some of the Dragons started rejoicing.
Ashuton walked off, leaving the crowd to descend in chaos as dragon shifters quickly changed into their dragon forms. They heard the directive, so now is the time for action. They started abducting people in the streets; by holding them in their paws, their maws or with their tails, and refusing to let go as they flew off.
The regular dragons were doing much more damage. Some cast their elemental breaths on buildings, herding people out into the streets.
Other dragons tried to disregard the directive and commit slaughter, evidenced by one light-blue wyvern attempting to cast her lightning breath on a family. Another dragon, a drake, jumped in front to take the hit. Her tail twitched as she was electrified. With a chirp, she reminded her comrade of the directive. Disobeying the directive wasn't allowed.
"Capture, but do not kill."
Others still deviated, in the strangest ways. One family was incapacitated, with saddles strapped to their backs with the quotes "we are not pets" and "no free rides" burned on the walls.
When power was restored for the humans, social media sites blew up in a storm of concerned posts.
"Is my dragon going to kill me?" said one post.
"my dragon tried to swallow me!" said another, surely a person mistaking an attempt at capture as an attempt at eating them.
"we're defending Cape Town. Local tribes in the region have turned against us and sided with the wyrms. Help us kill these lizards and their allies" said another post.
When the military stepped in, guns blazing, is when dragons brought a military of their own to combat the human forces. These weren't the space army, no no. These were dragons who served the human military, fighting for their countries. Now, in many countries of the world, they serve their master and their own people.
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In the streets of Beijing, the military was pushed back by immortal biped dragons who stood in front, protect the dragons without immortality, the non-morts. When they were close enough, the bipeds immobilized the soldiers with gas. The non-morts were able to haul the soldiers away.
In Moscow, soldiers were going head-to-head with tall, muscled biped dragons. These Wyrms were built to withstand the cold. Their body fat and muscle protected them from most hits. Their immortality protected them from bullets that came from afar.
Again, it was the non-morts who whisked the soldiers away.
The media branded these events as the "Awakening of Dragons." People said the Karrucci Family was doing nothing to call off the rabid creatures, to stop them from venting their anger, but the Karrucci's supporters said the rebellion was inevitable. Hunting restrictions, the slow stripping of basic draconic rights, earth was no longer becoming a haven for dragons who weren't using tooth, claw and fire to fight.
Hours passed, where there were sirens heard in many places of the world. Those sirens heralded the appearance of draconic warships.
From the skies they descended above cities. Dropships carrying dragon soldiers were deployed by the hundreds—possibly thousands, with armored dragons flying beside them.
In San Francisco, the location of a hidden dragonshrine, a large life form had slithered up from the water. When it's head peeked from the waters, it let out a deep and guttural growl. Its face was withered and dotted with horns, suggesting an old and ancient creature. It opened its mouth, now letting out a deafening roar. He is Serpentrust, the serpent-dragon of the Pacific. He dwells in the lava of the Earth until he is called to assist.
The directive from Ashuton had placed a "life mindset" into him, so his purpose in this moment is to destroy the bridge. His greater purpose is to dig, dig and dig to create new pathways.
He coiled, lifting his great tail. The water sloshed and splashed back whence it came when he pounded the bridge, sending cars flying. Medium sized dragons flew by and caught the cars with their talons before they hit the icy waters. They caught the people who tried to flee before Serpentrust's tail slammed the bridge. The directive is still capture, not kill.
The media world was still up in a buzz. Serpentrust's attack was the headline on any news that could be sent. Breaking news broadcasts had interrupted replayed television shows to inform anyone watching about the event. They even took things out of proportion with crazy and misleading headlines.
Terrible Aliens Attack: Death toll estimated to be 500 with 2 million minor injuries.
Giant snake destroys San Francisco!
Are the Dragons really Aliens?
Have we been living amongst the third kind?
Are we in for a time-out from Mommy?
After Serpentrust's opening, then came the initial attack.
Those dropships had touched down, along with pods that were deployed from cruisers manned by dragon shifters. These pods and dropships contained Dragon hybrids. The hybrids are bipedal and a some had wings on their back. The ones with wings wore specially made armor and were positioned in the back of their platoons.
Newmark City's military base was of great importance to Ashuton Karrucci. Inside it was his most precious dragonling: a brown King Dragon with little white spots. The hatchling's color and genetics were a rarity amongst dragonkind. Taken from him, about a month ago. He was unable to retrieve it. Politics between humans and dragons got in the way.
but now? It was free game.
The soldiers had no clue what they were up against when the draconic troops appeared. Their weapons were superior, their armor was superior, and everything about them screamed ALIENS. Their armor was resistant to the petty bullets that sprung from human weapons at high firerates. No weapon that the soldiers wielded could pierce it. Some of the ground troops moved slowly because of the armor, but they had aid from the armored medium-sized Dragons in the skies.
Ashuton was pleased with the developments. The troops had no problems retrieving the hatchling. Kill two birds with one stone.
There were other cities that were less fortunate than Newmark, like Paris. The dragons came in mass numbers. They doused a breath of fire to houses, streets, sans trees. Armed forces of the human military fought back, as did regular people whom were armed with anything that could stab.
Everyone had been captured; there was a dragon for every two or three people. Capture, not kill. Capture...do not kill. It was a moral code instilled by one of the first dragon settlers. It's best to not risk her wrath by breaking it.
The last resistance stronghold belonging to humans was eventually found. Alarms signaled the enemies' approach. People clambered to evacuate. Soldiers got into their armor and went to the frontlines to defend the evacuating populace.
...but...there were only a handful of ships. They were confused.
As the humans fled, none truly knew where to go. Going underground was not a safe option. The dragons that lurked there were either rejected by society or fed off of loneliness.
Far off, the ground shook, and the earth beneath it tore open, and a "combined dragon" had risen into the sky. People gawked at the approaching creature. They were in awe and felt all hope drain away.
This shadow made of thousands of dragons had appeared over the city. This event was called "The Mosaic," and the core of the combined shadow dragon was called The Vessel. The dragon was famous in fabled tales, myths and long-drawn out legends. They all had the same point: when he appeared, all hell would break loose, and it did.
The dragons burst out of his formation like a swarm of locusts.
The evening skies were nearly blocked as the dragons, alongside their airships, swarmed and scorched the stronghold. The swarm died down when all the humans in the Chicago stronghold were captured like bugs.
Humans were shackled and bound as they marched in line to their new homes: vast towers that were being constructed for the human populous. A week later, the dragons began to build a fortress to accommodate their father. Even then there were whispers of amazement, disappointment, anger and disbelief that dragons had this tech.
The biped dragon soldiers and their flying counterparts kept the humans in craters and did not release them until the Chicago tower was half-constructed. People were forced to walk in a line down Michigan Avenue, and could not stop until they reached the fortress at the center of the city.
After all the Earth capital cities were under the dragons' control, the creatures decided to take the rest of the corners of the world with their "Father," with a goal to restore the planet's beauty.
Now, work can begin on restoring Earth.
...but...
if this was their goal, why cause such a big spectacle? Why not descend upon the planet and tell humans, "move aside, we will restore this world and do not want your help." Why the big show of power?
Ashuton's reasoning is that there is a message to be sent. A message lurks behind all of these actions.
"Obey us or perish."
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