Lets Write

Hey! I decided since this forum is specifically for writing I should post my major writing project at the moment! Draconic! Part Three is still in construction but I will post the first Chapter here soon! Until then Please enjoy Part One and the newly concluded Part Two!
Part One: http://www.dragonadoptersforum.com/forum/index.php?topic=77764.0
Part Two: http://www.dragonadoptersforum.com/forum/index.php?topic=78071.0
OK here it is! The beginning of The End! Draconic Part Three!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Jace stared at the man shocked into a stasis. The group of soldiers suddenly grabbed him and started pulling him out of the courthouse. He struggled in their grasp yelling and cursing but a platoon of guards weren't an easy bunch to beat. They pulled him out the doors and into the streets. Amira and Arcanus stared on at the event in horror and shock.
"What is the meaning of this? Laith is a friend of Jace's! He would never kill him! We met with him in Sinaria and we left him in good health! Anything that happened to him after we left was not our faults!"Yelled Arcanus growing into a rage. Amira hadn't been there with them so she stayed silent.
"We received a letter signed by Laith Underwood only a day ago. In it he said he had been attacked and left to die by Jace DarkSlash with just enough time to write a letter and send it off to us. He knew you were coming here and warned us. His body was found the same day the letter reached us."Replied the man obviously tired. Amira grabbed Arcanus by the arm and tryed to get him out of the courthouse. If they stayed and argued they would no doubt be in jail with Jace.
"It's no use arguing. It's not going to get Jace out of the dungeon. There's nothing we can do and you know that. Jace is smart he can figure something out."She whispered to him. Arcanus eventually stopped resisting. Both of them walked out of the courthouse and into the streets.
"But what are we going to do without Jace?"Said Arcanus spirits depleted. Amira smiled.
"We prepare. We train. The war is near."She said trying to cheer him up.
"Fine. There's a nearby cave we can train in. I need to brush up on my magic anyway."He mumbled.
"That's the spirit."She replied cheerfully. Arcanus began to walk towards the outskirts of town with Amira in tow. Within two hours they reached the cave. It's depths were illuminated by the day's light. Every rock and crack was shown in amazing detail. Arcanus smiled. That was about to change.  Arcanus drew targets on the wall with a flame spell and spent the day aiming lightning bolts and fireballs at it. Amira took out her two trusty knives and practiced her battle maneuvers and poison technique. By the time she was done she had two flasks of poison and two very sharp knives with an even sharper knowledge of how to use them.

Jace was wrestled into a large stone building. It was weathering away with age and the stone was colored with the weight of time. After much struggling and grunting they managed to get Jace into his cell. Jace stared back at them with cold hard eyes. The steel gate slammed with an echoing roar throughout the dungeon. Jace remained there staring out the gate thinking. Contemplating. Slowly night fell on the horrific dungeon. Moaning's and screams could be heard all throughout the building as various prisoners felt the pain of abandonment and went mad with shame at their crimes. However Jace had done no crime. What he was going mad with was the crime of another. Someone had killed Laith. His only friend for most of his life. The one who brought him into an honest life. Who gave him what he needed to come to peace. His eyes roared with the growing fire of his anger. That anger turned to determination. Few words echoed in his mind as the full of night hit.
"Rise, I will rise," A ripping sound snapped through the dungeon. Jace's eyes closed.
"I will rise," Dark shadows gathered behind Jace. He remained unmoving and cold. Suddenly the cell's temperature skyrocketed. It was instantly boiling. The rocks in the dungeon began to slowly melt with the intense heat. The light of a fire lit up the cell filling it with dark light. Orange,yellow and red patters lit the walls. Jace inhaled in one big gasp. His eyes remained close.
"One day I will get revenge."His eyes opened. Those dark eyes had been replaced by a sphere of flame. Actual flame. It burned within him and shone in his eyes. The ripping sound could be heard once again, This time more intensely. The shadow's behind him rose up like dark angels as the objects making them rose in their demonic glory. Wings. Red dragon-like wings with jutting bones and terrible features stuck out from his back. Jace look up at the ceiling. In one breath he let out a tower of flame destroying the brick above him. A gigantic flap sounded and Jace was up flying in the cold night air. His eyes still were globes of flame. This was Jace DarkSlash. A True Son of Fire.

Aw, so sad and cool 

Well here is the darn thing.
The Stranger-

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He walks like nothing happened
His shirt stained with anything but regret
A smirk laid across his face
He didn't know them, nor the place
He has a blade at hand
They didn't even have time to understand
He walks knowing something happened
Yet, believes it best be nothing
It could've been different
But in this predicament, it couldn't
The blade is sharp, and dangerous as can be
But don't mind me, I am just the stranger...

This rightfully belongs to me. Inspired by Vampire Diaries.

My bones feel so crushed.
The moon high on top.
My eyes begin to blur.
This pain will not stop.

 
My teeth are sharpening.
My jaw is badly hurting.
My arms and legs fall.
I can not stop cursing.

 
My bones begin to snap.
My body is rearranging.
I can not control myself.
I am nearly fainting.

 
The pain stops.
 
I am something new.
My senses grown stronger.
I want to feed blood.

I am human no longer.
 
I'm a monster.
 
I howl, I growl.
No one understands me.

I want some blood.
Everyone run away from me.
 
The pain -- oh the agony.
I'm sorry, this is not me.

But it's to late, don't runaway.
I'm very hungry.

 
I'm a monster.

 Do you trust in your imagination? What if you were able to create a whole new world, would you believe in it or would it just be a simple illusion? Well, if your were to ask me...why not?

Chapter 1

   Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. "Dang it!" Vanessa threw her cellphone on her blue, flowered bed. Vanessa had planned the night before with her best friend, Dean, to wake up early on the present day and go out to explore the woods. She has always been living in the city, and recently moved to a nearby ranch after finishing her 9th grade year. She found the ranch by the woods, rather beautiful and mysterious, and didn't second guess herself on the decision she made to go with her mom out of the city, she liked the open and the fresh air. Vanessa looked at her wristwatch, it was already 7:48 and she had specificaly told Dean to be at her house at 6:00. Vanessa took a big breath in and grabbed her pearly brush and began untangling her long brown, wavy hair. She then retucked her white T-shirt, which was overlapped by a high waisted brown shorts. Out of irritation she sighed out loud and sat on her antique worn out chair that came with the dresser set when her mom bought it a year ago.   

  Her eyes started wondering around trying to relax, her eyes quickly made contact with her vibrating phone. She leaped onto her bed and picked it up, "Dean, where are you?" She took a pause to be answered. "You can't make it... oh no it's fine. Maybe tomorrow we can go. Alright, bye then." Ugh, guess it's just me for now then.       

   Vanessa skipped down the stairs and grabbed her backpack that hanged from the kitchen chair, she shoved an apple in it on her way to the door. As she was about to open the door she yells out, "I love you mom! Bye." And before her mom got the chance to reply the door slammed. Vanessa inhaled all of natures smell and slowly exhaled. She took a bite of the apple, then tossed it out in the trash can. She began walking over a short grassed trail towards the woods. She felt the morning dew on the grass as the tip of it touches her ankle, the coldness takes over her body giving her goosebumps. The day was just right to explore, the sun high on top and the sky fully cleared. Vanessa suddenly stops at the sight of a rock, she walks towards it and lays her backpack on it, she unzips it and takes out a new journal and a pencil, she zips the backpack right up and throws it back with one flap covering one shoulder, she then fixes it and begins walking again. On her walk she wrote down the sight she is viewing, amused by every aspect of it; naming all trees, flowers, animals and anything else she encountered. 

   *Woosh* Vanessa turns around nervously. What was that? She shakes her head as to forget she ever heard anything, she continues on her trail. *Brush* Vanessa stops, and gulps. "Listen if you're out there, and you plan on killing me... do it." Her head turns around with caution. "Ahh!" She tumbles down as birds rush towards her face. She begins to panic, her heart beating. She trys to escape but her foot is caught up on a branch, it begins to scratch her. Tears begin to rush down her face, she bites her lower lip in pain, her forhead sweaty. Every noise turns more intense. She finally gets ahold of herself and breaks out of the branch. She starts limping towards a round rock and sits on it. She takes out the first-aid kit and begins cleaning out her wounds, she then wraps her leg up. Her arm raises onto her forehead and wipes the sweat off. She look up and took a moment to realize... she was lost. Her heart started to beat fast again, her mind filling with thoughts of how she will die.     

  She did not notice that the woods were getting darker, she lost concentration when she was writing in her journal. Her chest moving rapidly. I have to continue. She picked herself up and kept walking, not knowing where she is. She checks her cellphone to call 911 but there was no signal. "Crap!" Vanessa yells out, angrily. She wants to just give up but continues. Her eyes grew big when she began seeing a light. What is that? She was confused at the sight, it was a Will'O Wisp. She had read about them, but there were usually suppose to be in Scotland and other then that fact, she kind of never believed in a Whisp but there it was in front of here, and for some reason the Wisp are... here. Although she might regret what she is about to do, she follows the Wisp and everytime she grew close, the Wisp would disappear. In about 30 minutes she had settled at her destination, or so she believed since all the Whisp had disappeared. As she turns around she gasp and slowly starts backing away. "Y-Your a Centaur?! But, but how? This... This is.." She gets interrupted by the deep voice.         

 "My name is Primalus, leader of the Lovions." He bowed down.