Meanwhile, Maltezer phoned Viseron to inform him of my sudden and surprising transformation, and also of my older sister's partial transformation.

Viseron, barricaded in the Sanctuary, was cut off from the world, but not quite.

"Maltezer, what have you done?"

"I'm telling you that our cooperation just paid off!"

Viseron remained silent and remembered what Tiamat had taught him moments before.

"These children... My children!" he shouted, then fell to his knees and began to cry.

"What have I done...?"

Then, without hanging up, Maltezer, slightly concerned about the change in Viseron's tone and attitude, listened to the silence and the dragon's breathing through the phone.

"Viseron? Is everything okay?"

The dragon took a breath and sent images and confidential files to Maltezer via an untraceable router.

"Professor... There's a drama playing out right now. We are under attack, well not yet but an army is on the march. It will divide the camps and make us kill each other.

Your research may fall into their hands and we will all be lost if the corruption reaches your hybrids.

Maltezer: "What the hell are you talking about? China has more sophisticated robots and exoskeletons than we do, but now we can have super-soldiers!"

Viseron: "The dragons are gone, all of them... I am the last one. I'll use the time weapons to buy us time but it won't be enough."

In the meantime, the files arrived on the professor's assistant computer and he stood dumbfounded.He saw the super dragons, in hydra and black holes... power but also bows and teleports being prepared.

He immediately tried to contact the UAC and his colleague but was alerted by a code 5.

With the quarantine violated, the teleporters were in the hands of hostile forces.The equipment of the time masters, well the team under the orders of Viseron, his mentor Moranus having perished, energized the earth portal with chronoparticles to gain a few days, a few months at most, being very positive, but the energy on the other side was growing and nothing prevented also an invasion by space or an enemy shuttle.

Viseron "The situation is desperate. You must protect the new dragons absolutely from corruption"

Maltezer. But who are these enemies?"

Dragons of a hellish plan, conquerors. Minions of Tiamat the Infernal.She is like the one you saw on the video. But much more powerful, with a formidable army and above all, infernal.

It is evil incarnate.

Maltezer: "But the two hydras, they didn't attack you? Your building is demolished on the top floors."

No, they still have humanity in them, even though they are hydras. The one attacking us does not."

Maltezer: "But why? What has been done to them?"

"Their generals, the zodiacal dragons, by strategy, by area of influence, to mark out new territories to isolate worlds and fill up with souls to expand their infernal army again and again. She's an infernal archduchess."

Maltezer: "I suppose this is goodbye!??"

"Indeed. I am cutting all ties with the outside world.You should do the same."

They cut their communication and Maltezer changed his plan.He still wanted to build an army of super soldiers and try to repel any invaders, knowing that China would be crushed along with its allies.The United States would also be crushed like the rest of the world, but it was necessary to try.

He didn't have much mutagenic serum left and with Viseron gone, he couldn't rely on the dragon's mana to carry out his experiments. An underground train arrived at a military base defended by an intercontinental missile.The missile sat in the middle of a large room that served as a mini train station.Troops of Darkskies were arriving. All volunteers to become super soldiers.

The place was hidden at the bottom of a volcanic lake and the water was a resin decoy [https://img.wattpad.com/c24b45b0bb97ca9fab73a7620fac19a977c120c6/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f7554355f5742304f7667516a56773d3d2d313036363630343138382e313637633939666466613764393833303236303735313736353035332e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

The place was hidden at the bottom of a volcanic lake and the water was a resin decoy. Helicopters could fly in and out of the fake crater.

An ideal base, hidden and out of sight. A huge superstructure was established that could house an army and train super soldiers for future missions.

It was a secret base against the Chinese but also a bunker capable of surviving a nuclear winter and being able to meet the needs of a large city.

Hydroponic technology and the cultivation of algae and plants posed no supply problems.

Entire divisions of tanks, mecha and other military junk were stored in different caves forming an independent network.

Every day Viseron and Maltezer communicated and Viseron eventually dissuaded Malterzer from attacking.

Viseron knew more than anyone the power of Tiamat and even more of the infernal Tiamat, so much so that he feared his own shadow.

Malterez rode a small train around his complex and observed the huge mutation chambers where he saw volunteers in a kind of egg, transforming into drakes, dragons and high humans. Humans not altered by nuclear radiation and able to use magic like Viseron. They were 3 times stronger in total, almost never aged.

All advantages but not everyone was capable and never would be.The maximum success rate was due to the hard training and the already superhuman strength that Darkskies' mercenaries already had.

Deep down, they already had other ambitions and to recreate an almost religious order. A feudal order where they would be the masters of the world and rule without sharing over a humanity exhausted and driven towards a probable, even certain destruction.

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Maltezer stopped and entered the incubation chamber. "Well? the dragon?"

Assistant: "Yes, it's all changing fast. He will be a primogenitor, but not as pure as Connors and Grace."

Maltezer: "Where are they now?"

Assistant: "At home."

Maltezer: "Continue the surveillance and protect them. Let them enjoy their last moments of freedom."

Assistant: "Aren't you afraid they will disappear?"

Maltezer: "They will still evolve and when the cocoon forms, the parents will bring them to us. There is no point in making them our enemies as well. They are also children, not soldiers!"

Assistant: "You may be crazy, chief, but you still have a heart!"

Maltezer: "Make sure that our 'guests' are treated as well as possible. They are volunteers and their courage must be respected. They will need it when they face what is about to happen."

Then the professor resumed his tour and went to inspect the most advanced cocoons. He called it a cocoon but it was an egg. A primordial egg, allowing the human to literally melt and be reborn as a dragon.

The plan was simple: the first volunteers would not be on the front lines but had to recreate a mystical line, a more or less natural mana vein. Restart the lost earth vein and revive the magic in this world. Then charge the mana and rebroadcast it to the other "Eggs" to start the line of drakes, half-humans and dragons, having a resistance to radiation, and having the power to transform into human and dragon at will.

The magic being accessible in their dragon form. Thus they could resist and defeat the Asian mechas but now to face the demons and use their dragon powers to destroy the corruption and thus undermine the demonic forces. Indeed, one of the natural powers of dragons was to purify nature and make all forms of corruption disappear, just by their presence.

Corruption is referred to as miasma capable of condensing crystals forming in animals becoming monsters, deformed, with degenerated teeth and claws, abnormally large and becoming abnormally aggressive, others being swamp pollution, generating poisonous gases.

The worst form being necromantic, able to animate skeletons and dead people turning them into zombies hungry for human flesh. Some living humans becoming vampires extending the corruption by creating ghouls and spreading blood.This was the fear for the future.And Maltezer was unknowingly laying the groundwork for a new world with his creations.In the meantime, the earth had a little respite and, against all odds, the famous China/USA war subsided and, as neither side wanted mutual destruction, a ceasefire was signed and the destroyed military bases and contaminated areas were allowed to breathe a little.

It was time to rebuild and save the crops. Unfortunately, cities around the world had been wiped out and although few warheads were launched, the radiation and fallout made some areas uninhabitable for centuries to come. The destroyed bases and the surrounding towns and villages were unfit to live in for several thousand years.

Especially in the USA, the Chinese used plutonium and the Americans used uranium. Plutonium had periods in thousands of years while uranium was in years.

This meant that the USA would suffer more in the long run.Contrary to popular belief, there was an economic boom after the reconstruction and the countries returned to their former lives, but something had changed dramatically: Magic was naturally returning.

Connors and his sister became stars in spite of themselves and although they were still human-sized, in fact pony-sized, they were increasingly transformed into dragons.

So much so that one day, Connors had his arms lengthened and his chest lengthened as well and his back was killing him. He couldn't stand up straight anymore.So could Grace.

Their parents saw doctors but they were all too busy to treat the injured and traumatized, the burned and the irradiated.

They were as desperate as their parents the day the doctor told them, "Stop complaining. You are dragons now. You are healthy and others are not so lucky. We don't know how to make you human again. You only have to evolve... according to our reports, some dragons knew how to take human form or half of it. It's up to you to try."

Grace cried all the time to the point that Dad had to remove the mirrors in the house.Mom was also sad for us, but we were alive and I was no longer handicapped.Finally, when she was fed up, she told me: "That's enough! We love you just the way you are. Dragon or not!"

And we stopped complaining. We had to accept ourselves and make peace with ourselves!

But one day, my anger exploded and I yelled at mom and dad for the first time.

"You said I should stop but dragon or not, I still haven't gotten my "thing" back and how am I going to deal with the girls? Just by sleeping in bed, I'm going to skin them with all these scales."

Mom cried and didn't know what to say. Then Dad said to me, "Come on, we need to talk man to man. "

He took his bag and his rifle and we both left through the back of the house towards the forest and then bivouacked in our hunting lodge, near a lake. There was a dock and a boat.

Dad gave me the key."Connors: You can come here any time you want if you want to be alone. We know you're here and we won't bother you."

But my anger and frustration would not subside.

"Dad... See... I'm a teenager and I have needs. You know what I mean, right? And now, how am I going to do it? How will a girl fall in love with me?"

"Connors.. Right now, your older sister is talking with Mom.. She has the same problem as you."

"But DAD! That doesn't answer my question!"

"I don't know myself. First of all, we are lucky to be alive and all together. You're alive and you're not nailed down like a plant anymore."

"What the hell! I already know all this.... we're going in circles!"

"You're a girl, .....Your dragon is female! " and Dad collapsed on himself, crying.

I gasped and fell into the bottom of the boat. I was suffocating. It was a shock, a terrible shock!

I fell into the water and, like an alligator, I waved my tail and immediately reached the pontoon and collapsed on the floor. I began to cry, cry, and cry some more.

Dad left me alone. What to say? What to do? There was nothing to do...I didn't blame him.

It must have been hard and he had to mourn his son. Well, I wasn't dead, I was still here, alive and in "good" health.

I also had to mourn my humanity, my relationships and my virility.

It was like a second little death. I didn't want to say that I was against the female gender, but I lived it like a castration, a rape, like something in me that was torn away, lost.

A part of me was dying.The dating, the male fraternity, the interests, the adrenaline, and the way of seeing things.

A book read by a woman or a man, tells 2 different stories.In the evening and at night I still hadn't moved, I was crying and wailing and it was breaking his heart.He ended up putting a blanket over me, which was useless but on principle.He ended up telling me: "You will always be my son! no matter how you look.Then I jumped on dad's neck, full of tears.

"Thank you dad! Thank you... At least you understand me..."

I was always distant with him and our relationship was bad but since my accident, he was able to show his presence and I rediscovered my father in a different light.

Grace came to meet us.

A huge skin connected her arms and her chest.

I had wings that had grown out of my back and body and her outer phalanges had grown like fishing rods, leaving her with only her thumb and 2 usable fingers.

But in the morning, a growth spurt forced me to stand on all fours, the pain in my back and pelvis becoming unbearable.

I was now shaped like a dragon with big wings. But she had a huge neck and an abnormally long tail. She looked more like a winged snake than a dragon. Grace was like Viseron. And me... like Tiamat... I was afraid to have several heads...

My sister, she had with her wings 4members me 6, and she too, the weight of her wings pushed her on all fours too.

"Do you think we'll have to wear gloves like shoes? Grace asked me.

"Did you know about my gender?"

Grace turned her head... "We were afraid that if we told you, you would fall apart even more and die."

Me: "What am I going to do??? I'm not going to look at boys anyway? I'm still one in my head!"

Grace got mad and threw a devastating tantrum and grabbed my throat with her winged paw and stuck her muzzle against mine and looked me straight in the eyes with her slit pupils.

"Listen, asshole! You think I'm not as affected as you are? Look at me!! who would want me? I've lost ALL my friends. Everyone is afraid of me! I have nothing left! I don't have a single friend left, while you have your friends coming over to the house all the time. All you do is complain and I am in the same situation as you. Worse still... You think being a human girl is easy? Then as a dragoness, I don't tell you! Boys think I'm a freak and...and..."

She broke down crying. I was shocked to see my older sister break down. I thought she was invincible, immortal and strong as a mountain. I was wrong and it was at this moment that I had to console her and also show that I was still a man despite my dragoness gender.

Dad was devastated and didn't know what to do. Then he went fishing. Maybe a good meal would calm us down a bit.

He wasn't wrong. When we smelled the aroma of fish cooking on a spit, our dragon instincts took over and our tears dried up at the meat that was presented to us.

We swallowed our skewers and tried to swallow raw fish.

Against all odds, it was like a taste of sushi in our mouths and we thought better of it.

I looked at my sister and found her strangely beautiful in wyvern.

She also noticed my look and she too found me beautiful.

Our inner dragon was quietly nursing our battered souls and we spent the rest of the evening by the fire, watching each other and discovering our new bodies.

We compared our Wyvernus and Draconis bodies, the length of our necks and tails and the wings.

Her membranes were her wings.

Me: "Grace. You are beautiful, you know?"

"You too, you are a beautiful dragon..."

Grace: "I am a wyvern.."

"A wyvern is also a dragon... You have a stronger, more resilient neck, and your scales are harder. I'm sure when we can fly, you'll be stronger and faster than me. You'll be able to glide longer too."

"Maybe, but you'll be able to carry and use your hands in flight!"

Grace: "But have you seen my feet? I mean, my back legs? They are powerful and are like hands."

Me: "I bet you can pick things up, can't you?"

Her feet were like hands and I thought it was funny that she could hold and grasp things like that, leaning on her wings and her other leg to keep from falling.

I tried to write too, and to her surprise, she could do it too.

Suddenly, Grace didn't regret being a wyvern anymore, thinking that she was an incomplete dragon but she was wrong... Moreover, her tail was prehensile. So was mine. Plus, we had plenty of untold possibilities.

I gave my sister a big lick to thank her and she thanked me for comforting her.

Dad hugged us and then had a brilliant idea.

He set up a ladder to climb on the roof of the cabin "How about you practice flying? Wouldn't that be great? You have wings!!!"

We looked at dad, incredulous. and a wide smile split our heads!