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8 yrs ago
Current Tene's being productive, happy and cute!
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8 yrs ago
Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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I don't feel so good Mr Stark - Mood
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
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Yay, it's birthday!....Now whut?
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Path calmed Skylark, stroking his hair softly. Poor little dragon, 'I shouldn't have brought you into this world either. I'm so sorry...' He smiled turning his head over at his mate, not flinching from his arm touch. Back pressed against Edge's chest, his smile didn't even waver at Edge's hushed whisper. It was alright. Let them talk and talk again, it wouldn't serve much good anyway so really it made no difference. Just for now though, Path, while he still had such a name, would pretend it did. Pretend everything was alright. Just like he did before, still right at the beginning wasn't he? Lying to himself, at the very least, he was 'happier' now. "Whatever you want Edgy, when the children are asleep..."

He grinned and then picked up Skylark, taking a step back; eyes ever fixed on his mate's face. Oh all the wonders Edge could bright to life and still nothing was as amazing as the hydra, himself. Even as Path watched him move the earth with all his silly even laughable dances and motions, Path'd eyes were trained on his mate, ignorant to the beauty springing up around him though perhaps he did note that and shelf it aside. It was a shame though, when he did finally bring his eyes away to glance at the magnificent trees growing proud and tall, the delicate oasis of white pebble and sand...gazing at the saplings of glass starting to shine with dew out from nowhere. Once, he would have marveled at the sight he thought he would never see again, he would kneel in the grass and breath in the fresh air. Now, holding his child, keeper to the secrets he knew now, he couldn't think of the little garden as beautiful or even magical despite it's origin. No, it was...plain...unappealing compared to his mate. An ugly reminder that he wasn't going to have this one way or another. Still, he put on a smile and let the tears in his eyes be mistaken for joy.

"Edge,...you're amazing." He breathed softly, before warm lips met his and he eagerly pushed back into the kiss. He hadn't been kissed like that in a while now...pulling away to catch his breath, he wrapped his arms tightly around the shorter boy. Resting his head atop Edge's hair, breathing in the scent of his mate. He was so sick. He couldn't even enjoy this moment anymore it seemed, maybe because of what he knew or maybe because of how it reminded him the power Edge wielded. What was he to power? How could he possibly compare and compete?

His thoughts stilled as Edge spoke and he listened to each word with a bated breath, trying to memorize his voice because how long till he wouldn't be able to hear it again? He had a feeling, he would be seeing Edge's castle a lot sooner than his mate expected and not in the way he thought. "Yes," his voice sounded so free, why shouldn't it when he was about to let everything go, "A beautiful castle.." He laughed carelessly, carefree, "Just for you and me and the young ones...a beautiful place!" To bury beautiful memories He kissed Edge's head soundly, then stepped back and let Skylark go to play with his brother.

"Daddy is amazing!!" Sleipnir shouted, burying his hands in the rock pit. It felt warm to him and ticklish as the little grains ran through his fingers. He squealed excitedly, not noticing his new nickname as he grinned at Edge before reaching out to his brother, encouraging him to come and play in the wonderful thing Daddy had made. Path grinned and gazed at them fondly, then moved to settle down next to the rock out, leaning over at Sleipnir, "Shall we start building a little castle right here?" he asked, helping Sleipnir stack up the rocks.
You sneaky lill devil, heh, I wanna continue this feel train, unfortunately I have a disease known as sleep....:c but...ohhh, I have soo soo soo much planned that will make for lots more feels, till then, happy waiting.
Oh, the plans are set in motion...
Path was silent for that moment, then turned and said softly, "Remember none of this. Skylark, bring Daddy back now and the both of you to say nothing." He picked Skylark up and wiped Sleipnir's tears. He felt like crying himself, but that would just prove a point wouldn't it? He supposed, some part of him had already known the truth. He had just ignored it. Sighing, he mustered his smile for Edge, trying to make it as genuine as he could. He wouldn't let his love see through his facade this time. Not anymore.

"Edgey, night is going to fall soon, perhaps we shouldset up camp somewhere, it isn't the best to travel at night, it may be too cold for the young ones. None of us have gotten much sleep anyway." He reasoned, setting Skylark down once more, "Let us build a shelter, I'll take first watch of the night. " He said brightly. Gentle eyes gazing fondly at Edge. In the morning, there'd be war, only because Path knew they would not wait any longer and now neither would he. He had all his options laid out infront of him and he knew what he'd do. For his beloved mate that was to betray him. For the hydra he had fallen for....

Could Edge remember? His first ever request..."When the earth is whole, I wish to die seeing it restored.....seeing my love happy. Yes, it was about time to fulfil that. He glanced at his young. Sleipnir would be well andSkylark....he had a fire. Yes, one that Path would continue to groe for now, but tomorrow....as the great elders rose, planning their attack on the edge of the world, Edge's little paradise. When he joined them, he would fibd some solacd in ripping away shiny black scales...
Dun dun dun!!!! What will Edgey's answer be?! Remember he has to say so truthfully from his own character!!
Path stared down at his child, the corners of his mouth turned down in a sad frown and his eyebrows knitted. Slowly, he bent down to face Skylark. Gazes meeting, he was silent in his crouched position before he pulled his son into a hug, "I know, I know you just want Daddy to stay with us, I do too, but...this isn't the way to do it Skylark. Imagine." He pulled back, hands on his child's shoulders, staring at him the way a parent would; scolding but loving at the same time, "Imagine if I made you do something you didn't want to or if I made it so you couldn't be yourself anymore. You wouldn't like that now would you? Being controlled by someone else...it's not nice."

He turned Sleipnir to face them both, the young dragon rubbing his eyes red as his tears dried slowly, addressing them both, "I know you both don't want Daddy to go..neither do I, but trust him. He'll stay for us, he will...Like he said, Daddy won't ever leave you both. Trust in that....Right Edge? You won't leave out family now will you? Tell them..." He had turned to face his still mate, staring into his hollow eyes, he felt a chill go up his spine and he immediately regretted asking such a question. After all, he doubted Edge would leave his children, especially Sleipnir, but he also doubted Edge would stay.

"You'll stay, right Edge?" He asked softly, "For your family, for us?" He knew already, that Edge wouldn't have any choice to say anything other than the truth in this state and he had already come up with more compromising questions than just that, but he held his tongue. It wouldn't be right, to intrude on his Kate's private thoughts and feelings, but....he would know sooner or later wouldn't he? Edge wouldn't keep anything from him. So, there was no harm in asking, just to clear his silly doubt right? His insane stupid worries.

He glanced at his children, then leaned in closer to the entranced hydra, pressing a kiss to his forehead, before he knelt down by his ear and whispered, "You still love me right Edge? You still love me the most right? There...isn't anyone else you would want more, right?" He pulled away, taking a step back to hear his answer. Edge had only wanted someone with soft lips to love, but...what if there was something more to that?
Flounder before he realizes that he can ask Edge some very serious questions with no lying.
Path managed a smile for his mate, hiding his hurting wing. They had more pressing matters at hand. Holding Skylark close, he nodded at Edge and turned his attention back to the horizon and the great distance they stilk had to cover. Still no shelters or safe havens in sight. At the very least, the smog had cleared up just the slightest bit and the sky above was as bright as it could possibly ever be in this wasteland. So, he was assured that it wouldn't rain on them anytime soon. Maybe their fortunes were finally turning or some great celestial being in the heavens had taken pity on their plight and pilgrimage and decided to give them this one saving grace of a day. Whatever it msy have been ;coincidence or fate, Path was grateful for it.

The silence hung over them thickly, seemingly sewing everyone's lips shut and cutting off their tongues. Pathwas thinking of some way to fill it, of something to say that would start a conversation, but truthfully, there wasn't very much to say, lest they decide to address the elephant in the room and speak of the war. Path worried, still unsure of what side Edge would take, of what side he, himself should take. Unbeknownst to him, Sleipnir was wondering the exact same thing.

The young dragon was still pondering over the hydra's words, wondering exactly what Daddy was going to do. Tightly, he wrapoed his arms around Edge, unwilling to let Daddy go. If they wanted him, Sleipnir would go too! He wasn't going to lose his family like that! So it was with great enthusiasm did he back up his brother when he spoke, "Yeah! Daddy can't go!" Then winced as Skylark commanded Daddy, turning his head to peek at his brother, astonished at his sudden attitude and the power of his eyes, "Sky....?"

He looked back up at Edge, reaching out to wipe away Daddy's tears when he was dropped onto the ground as Edge went slack, "Daddy!" He cried, staring up at Edge. Ignoring the bump on his head, he stood and tugged at Edge's shirt, trying to draw a reaction from Daddy. This was wrong, it felt wrong. Why wasn't Daddy picking him up and saying sorry and rubbing the bump on his head...why was Daddy's eyes so blank?"

Path stared, just as surprised, as his son brought his mate down to his knees. He stared down at the beaming baby dragon that quickly looked away for fear it might happen to him too, "Skylark.., Skylark no, that's...very wrong of you." He stepped over to Edge and placed Skylark down to his tearful brother. Cupping Edge's cheek, he spoke his name, hoping to break the trance just by that. No good, "Edge...Edgey? Can you hear me, it's path,....path-path. Can you hear me? Do you understand? Skylark, undo this...you can't, do this to Daddy. It's bad."
I will guess their sins later.
He aimed a kick at Beezlebub's stomach when he felt the sudden claw grip his wing blade and froze instinctively. This, however, also allowed Beezlebub to gain a tighter grip on his wing and he winced as he felt those sharp claws dig into his flesh, tearing the thin skin of his wings and ripping the ligaments between his delicately made wing structure. He winced as he felt a sharp pain strike up his back, along the centre of his spine. It was like a thousand needles piercing him all at on call over his body. With a sharp intake of breath, Path kicked the older dragon away. His claws stained blue with the white dragon's blood.

Yes, the white dragons were renowned for their own fearlessness in battle and their powerful body and ferocious bite. They were the warriors of warriors, the kings of the fight, their headstrong nature only outmatched by the red and grey dragons who carried muck more recklessness and ferocity than they. Still, Path had truthfully never been in a real fight with another dragon. He had necked around with the other dragons when he was younger, but that was nothing more than playful teasing and adolescent training. Dueling was a sport among dragons, especially the whites and reds, but Path had never been of age to participate and when he was, the arena and the earth were long wasted away with no one to even challenge. The fight for survival against the mutated beasts of the area had taught him to survive, but hadn't exactly made him an experienced fighter either.

When Beezlebub was nothing more than human, he pushed him off roughly with a kick of his legs, not caring to be too gentle. Getting up, he wearily watched the now human hydra.

"You know I do not care for how I do it, as long as I can kill bloodily." The man growled down at Edge, but his eyes held a grudging if not unwanted respect for his king. Stockily accepting the hug, he sneered, "To think the king of hydras dare flock around such filth. There is only so long you can keep believing this is where you belong, Edge. You and I both know, it is only a matter of time till you have to choose and I hope, my king, you shall choose right." He was, perhaps, the few hydras that would dare speak so boldly out to his king. And even more bold towards any other dragon as he turned to face Path, still watching Beezlebub wearily. He laughed, "Such a weak mate you have my king, frankly Charon thinks you can do better. I will look forward to our meeting in the battle. Adieu."

With that the hydra was gone in the blink of an eye, masked by the smog. Path huffed, then closed his eyes. Sinking back into his smaller form. His back ached horribly like it had been taken out and out back in upside down. And his wings were soaked in blue blood. He very much doubted that a single healing breath of air from Edge would suffice to heal them. Such a brief encounter and yet such a devastating wound....he his his wings, deciding not to cause worry as he walked over to his family.

Sleipnir stared up at his Father, having mostly done as Daddy said and kept his head down against his shoulder, he felt frightened by the cruelty underlining everyone's words. Staring up at Path with large curious eyes, so much like Edge's, "Is Father alright?" He asked softly, to which Path smiled and leaned down to press a kiss to his cheek, then likewise to Skylark as he picked him up, "Yes, Yes, I am fine..let us move on."
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