Liège, "burning" city. present time

RTL-info 13 hours..

"Today, an astonishing accident with unknown creatures ravaged the exhibition hall, near the old Holiday-inn."

The presenter gave the air to the special correspondents.

Police and fire crews were stabilizing the building. The damage was material and there were only a few minor injuries, but they were all frightened by some kind of white dinosaur.

"I've never seen anything like it! It was huge!"

There were two other huge black ones and one of them had medieval armor on it! I swear!"

"Or there were 4 humans on the big black guy" his horns were huge and he had a loincloth!"

"Yes, I remember, the white creature had jewelry and rings"

Yes, there were seven more!"

And the beasts were shown charging into the pile, pulverizing windows, signs and decorations and then flying away like birds.

The black one had stopped in front of a woman who is in the hospital and rescued her. Probably the riders on it giving her orders.."

The authorities are searching but since they fly, they can be anywhere but the authorities are only at the beginning of their investigation."

The airwaves were turned back on.

The presenter listened for a moment in his earpiece.

"Yes, excuse me but this is live news but I'm getting reports that witnesses have seen the group of creatures enter a cathedral."

Law enforcement has secured the perimeter and will attempt to make contact.

Given their size, passersby are asked to take cover. They are carnivores given their teeth and nothing is known about them, whether they are intelligent or not.

"We have a professor of zoology on the line who has looked at the images and we are going to ask him some questions"

"Professor Minet... you are on the air."

"Huh.. oh. sorry.. excuse me.. Thank you.

Yes, I just saw as you did that this is not a hoax. But at first sight these creatures do not fit into any known pattern of evolution. One could say Jurassic animals or genetically modified. Perhaps chimeras or from a laboratory, but this kind of success would require means still unknown to this day. The techniques, as far as I know, are not yet well known or mastered.

Anyway, their cranial cavity shows a brain that can be developed, an evolved capacity for flight, and considering the claws and teeth, they are carnivores that should be at the top of the food chain.

But they act in social groups and show intelligence. They cleared a victim and did not devour him.

They were mounted so tame or intelligent.

I noticed a loincloth on one of them, a sign of an intelligence at least equivalent to that of primitive humans. And decorations, jewelry, as well as armor.

They are either actors for a staging with animatronics and robots very well done or they are visitors. Strangers visibly disoriented. If I were you, I would avoid any violence and leave them alone, for observation..."

Thank you professor Minet.

Then a special program with interviews with natural history professors and images of dinosaur skeletons whose jaws were closest to what had been filmed.

On social networks we saw a creature put its paw on the head of the victim and the blood stopped and the woman regained consciousness and fled.

Meanwhile, in the cathedral outside, sirens could be heard and red and blue glows could be seen flashing through the stained glass windows and lighting up the high ceiling.

The humans had come down from my back and so had Rubix.

I looked at the extremely detailed and rich paintings and decorations.

The technique and art was far superior to what we knew.

I saw a cruxified man in the background, but it was a statue and I saw like a cartoon the people, his mother and friends pleading with an angry mob and then the way of the cross and the cruxifiction and then ascending to heaven and reappearing with a crown or aura on his head and the people kneeling before him.

I looked at my ankh pendant and showed it to the terrified priest, stuck in the back of his nave.

He saw that I showed the ankh and the cross.

I was trying to communicate.

He made the sign quickly and I did the same... was it a greeting? Maybe?

Dad growled: "ASILE! WE ARE BELIEVERS WE ASK FOR ASYLUM AT THE CROSS".

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Ragul and Esme looked around and approached the man who was afraid.

He raised his hands and slapped my muzzle to say that we were not bad.

"Me..RAGul!"

"I sweat ESME!"

"SAphie.. I am Torin's wife."

Rubix approached but he backed away.. "Oh sorry... I'm Rubix. Torin's mom and dad. I am Torin's wife..."

And she pointed to me.

Torin.

Altrax

Exodus"

The man was trembling, his mitre on the floor, leaning on the altar, his hand on the Bible.

He readjusted his glasses.

Monsignor Lefevre: "Who are you? What are you?"

The dragons cried and hissed like frightened dogs and Ragul kept his dignity. Exodus too.

Ragul: "We passed through a red plate and found ourselves near a tower of glass and stone and we ran away. We saw the cross as our Ankh and we ran away here. We are afraid and we don't want to hurt anybody and we would like to just live in peace. We will do whatever you want but don't separate us. We will work very hard!"

The bishop stood up and looked at us

"Who are you?"

To his astonishment, we replied, "We are dragons."

"Goodness gracious! But... They have not existed for centuries... They were only legends... and I am talking with one of them".

He touched me with his wooden stick and then with his white gloved hand.

Then he touched my scales and went around.

"You won't do any harm? You don't eat people?"

Rubix : "No! we never ate humans..and I love to cook with my concubine.."

He turned around to see a dragoness talking to him. She was his size! but looked the most human of creatures. Dressed, jewels, scarf, muffler, gaiters but also a backpack (on the belly) and a pair of golden hatchets and set with jewels. Finely chiseled.

Monseigneur : "What are these weapons of the Middle Ages?

Rubix : "We fought against the forces of evil. Horrible spectres, vengeful ghosts and dark lords...and evil slavers..."

Then Rubix fell to her knees and pleaded with the bishop. "Please...we all have faith! we protect the virtues and we are completely lost and surrounded by humans. We would like to run away and live hidden but they are everywhere, ... snifffff"

He stroked the dragoness.

"You look like a nice creature..."

He took the ankh in his hands and saw the strange resemblance.

My lord: "Where do you come from, have you heard of God? Mohammed? Buddha?"

But the white dragoness resumed.

"We come from Britannia. We practice the cult of the ancestors and the 8 virtues. But humans worship other Gods like Selene, the goddess of the moon but not really because she is feared. "

The people used to be called Sosaria.

We saw the door and we ran into it... and we arrived here.

The confused priest began to think aloud.

"I am an expert in theology but I don't have anything like that, even among the ancient religions, but Selene is indeed a goddess of the moon just as the goddess Minerva is the goddess of mystical passages and journeys. Their cult and their followers have not existed since the dawn of time and some writings or passages and traces mention them but what madness has taken you to cross a portal to the unknown? I'm sorry, but you are stuck here forever."

Exodus lowered his head. "Are there no moon portals? Stones in a circle aligned with the sun and the stars.??"

Monsignor Levèvre: "No... except for Stonehenge in England, across the channel, the sea I mean... and even then, there's nothing that's been going on for thousands of years... I'm sorry but you'll have to fit in here. "

Me: "And the priests, they don't have spells to call God?" i asked naively.

The bishop understood that I was still a child or at least a young dragon without experience.

"Unfortunately, our beloved Lord heals souls but not bodies. He is in each one of us and helps us through our trials and unfortunately for you this is the time of trials.

I see that underneath your scales and furry skins there is a soul to save and I will do my best to help you. In the meantime, I grant you asylum. "

Rubix began to lick his feet

"None of that here, child!" as he held out his hand to her paw to get her to stand up.

The bishop phoned several of his "brothers" and contacted the papacy explaining the unprecedented situation.

Immediately it was taken for a sign from the heavens and the probable return of the evangelical times.

It was silent outside.

We were stuck.

The police were setting up a security perimeter. Veterinarians were on site, special response forces were surrounding the building and snipers were on the roofs. Nets and special weapons were being brought in to throw nets.

The military was on its way with helicopters and soldiers also arrived to secure the area.

An officer slowly approached the door and put a wire through the lock of the door to put a camera on it.

Smoke bombs were ready too but when they plugged in they heard grunts and unintelligible words but the bishop safe and sound stroking and raising a creature like a raptor licking its feet.

The bishop headed for the exit, gsm in hand and our entire party in the background.

He opened the door and stepped back. He knew from his experience with refugees and asylum seekers in places of worship that he had to back up immediately to avoid being taken away by the police.

And he had the right reflex.

He stepped back and let the commissioner enter.

They already knew each other about immigrants seeking asylum and the bishop was known for his defense of vulnerable people.

The commissioner was frightened when he saw the intelligent eyes of the creatures that kept their composure and clung to each other. But their teeth! Their claws! This was no laughing matter. A battle would have meant carnage.

He was most impressed by the aura of Exodus in his armor with a soulblade at his side. A monstrous sword for King Kong!

He stepped back but the clergyman's hand came to rest on his shoulder.

"Commissioner Corentin, don't be afraid. They are not aggressive. They are stateless and have come to seek asylum!"

At this name, he turned his head violently as if to say: "Are you crazy?

He wanted to put his hand on his gun.

But the bishop calmly took his hand.

"There are humans with them and obviously, the little dragoness standing like the humans is the wife of the great black, Torin, I think and there, with Esme and Ragul, barbarians, is Saphie, the other wife of the great dragon. They arrived here by accident."

The commissioner cleared his throat and asked, "Creatures, why did you come here, and how?"

Exodus spoke up and his worst fears were realized: We were conscious, intelligent creatures.

"I take it you're Sheriff, Chief of the Guard..."

The policeman realized that we were from a very old time. We were only called sheriff in the movies of the Middle Ages... and obviously, we had some material from the Middle Ages with us. Swords, axes, chain mail, fur skins and plate armor for Exodus.

Exodus continued, while the man realized...

"We were trapped in a cave that collapsed... We took a portal and got here. Sorry for the chaos, but this is not our world. If we hadn't taken that portal, we probably would have died of hunger and thirst. We are a family and we ask for asylum. We will abide by your laws and rules and work hard if we have to to stay together and free. "

And Exodus laid himself flat before the commissioner who was relieved but now he himself did not know what to do.

They were self-aware beings and not animals. Stateless people and real refugees.

The commissioner went out and met with his superiors to explain the situation.

We were asked to stay and not to leave under any circumstances.

A farmer brought a water tank and soldiers in MBT suits entered to take samples from our skin, under the protection of soldiers who remained outside.

The situation was now becoming political and journalists from all over the world were buzzing and preparing to arrive like locusts.