Adramelech lay down around the base of the nearest tree he could find his tail swaying in the light breeze some how for some unknown and strange reason he felt perfectly normal perfectly fine like he wasn't some disgusting freak of nature matter of factly he was he was thankful for what his mother did to him and understood her reasoning for it although even with the understanding he still felt betrayed. Yeah he knew he was loved by his mother but what made it worse was that the one dragon who understood him and knew what both he and his sister were going through before he tore her throat out and drank her body dry, was that his beloved and devoted mother exiled him from his home it disgusted him that she she knew how he had been tortured and starved yet threw him away like a wasted and barren carcass.

"Family who needs em' you trust them you believe in them and when push comes to shove they throw you away like a rotting piece of meat, whether or not it was to protect is beyond the point family are supposed to protect each other." The hollow words rang through is as he spoke them he kept his voice down he wasn't much in the mood for others hearing him especially since he was speaking draconian an old and dying language that most dragon's preferred not to use believing it to be primitive and uncivilized. Lifting his head Adramelech released a beautiful torrent of black flame using his talons he sculpted and crafted the flames into exact likenesses of his twin sister mother setting them down on the ground staring at them with his deep crimson eyes, which were best described as beautiful pools of blood.

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[style=width:390px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: 883538; text-align: justify;padding-left: 15px]A soft sigh left the golden tinted dragon as her amber eyes searched the sky briefly. She had half hoped she'd see Kats, or Kao, or even Liam around, but none of them seemed anywhere close by. Gianni, she didn't want to bother too much . . . and beyond that she really had no one to talk to. Ke-Keanu was gone, her dear friend . . . just like Dean before him. It felt unfair. Every time she allowed herself to get close to a male, they disappeared. Though no abandonment hurt worse than the Gargoyle Dean. Who had promised to protect her, to car for her. To love her. Shaking her head, she angled her body, her golden scales reflecting the light as the scattering of crimson scales stood out to occasionally break up the expanse of gold. With out spikes, or tail blades, the female was just that - feminine, her only protection against others were delicate horns perched on her head, smaller ones along her jaw, her teeth, and her claws. Not that she needed it. All she had to do was shout for Kats and she'd be untouchable. That's what happens when an Ancient Dragon Priestess decides to unofficially adopt you.

A faint smile stretched across the mother-to-be's face as she lowered herself to the vegetation that made up the park, before walking among the trees, her tail ghosting over the ground behind her as she silently folded her wings against her sides. Her claws scraped against the dirt slightly, leaving behind a slight imprint of her limbs as she moved, even as she flinched slightly as her young kicked the inside of her body. It was almost time for her to be due, to become a mother; and she'd noticed the unborn babe had grown more active the last few months. Though she still had a few weeks before her due date. Luckily, she wasn't too big, and with out knowing about her secret, not very many would realize the small dragon was pregnant. Though it might startle others. In human form she looked young. Not a day over 17. But in reality the female was less than a hundred years away from her big 5000 year birthday.

She was far older than many believed. As she continued to walk, the scent of another reached her muzzle. Dragon. Male. And judging by the faint hint of sulfur, she was willing to bet it was a fire dragon. Instantly the female was on guard. She didn't have the best of luck with fire dragons, not considering her own father had attacked herself so she was instantly on guard as she stepped through the brush to see a male against a tree on the other side of the clearing. She froze for a moment, her golden form standing out against the greenery as her red-gold eyes took in the male on the other side, "I apologize, I didn't realize there was anyone here." She said, faintly awkwardly, but polite none the less.

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Watching the creations that he had made Adramelech barely even noticed the female not that he cared what she was here for to begin with he was more interested in the sculptures of the only dragons he actually cared for even though he wasn't able to see them ever again which upset him more than the thoughts and doubts running rampant in his head though as if by magic or something unforeseen even by himself he began to cry small rivulets of blood stream down his face outlining his scales and leaving a pink stain on the right side of his face. "You can stay I don't bite I shouldn't even be alive if I'm honest so don't worry about it, I'm Adramelech, Adramelech Chaos Bane named thus for killing the only other Blood Chaos dragon in existence."

Lifting his head as he spoke the young dragon continued to speak in his natural tongue it disgusted him how other dragon's would forsake their lineage and birth right to ft in with the mongrel spawn of other beings especially when none of those beings showed even the smallest amount of respect towards each other. Then again Adramelech views on other races were simple show respect to earn it no race deserves more or less respect than they have earned that said he was never good at playing nice with others. "Might I ask your name as you know mine it is only polite I get to know yours."

Not worrying about the tears of blood flowing his is eyes even though it did make being able to focus on what he was looking at hard he just ignored it as it was no immediate threat to anyone or anything with in his vicinity, though his eyesight was blurred the crimson dragon could still make the golden scales as his deep crimson eyes slowly made their way upwards eventually making contact with the newcomers, bowing his head in respect he moved back mostly due to the fact that this newcomers blood smelled especially sweet.

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At his next words she immediately blushed, "Oh! How rude of me! You are correct, I've failed to introduce myself. I'm Phallontine Chlor, but please. Call me Phallon, everyone else does." She invited kidnly, tilting her head as she watched his gaze reach up to meet hers, crimson eyes locking onto amber, as she tilted her head in confusion to the red trails along his eyes, before lightly bowing her head back to him, just as respectful as he, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Adramelech Chaos Bane."

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Smiling a little as he learned the female dragons name he turned his head and bit into his leg hard his teeth sinking deeper and deeper as he drew the blood from the wound sating his lust for blood with his own some how this worked though it last long before he needed to hunt and feed releasing his grasp on his leg he focused on the dragon before him "A Blood Chaos Dragon is different to most other species of dragon that can eat and drink as they wish, unfortunately I don't have that luxury I don't get to eat meat or drink water I sustain my body through the blood of others no doubt you've seen my tears they aren't normal and they never will be."

Sighing as he urns to tend the wound on his leg cleaning it before releasing a small jet of flame to seal the scales back together not flinching as the flames scorch and sew the pierced flesh back together. "A Blood chaos dragon is a dragon that was born under a blood moon for some unknown reason the blood moon affects the egg and the baby dragon inside it causing a that dragon to hatch without the abilities to eat meat or drink water." Looking up at Phallon a small smile crossing his face as he gets up moving aside for her to lay down r sit or something unfortunately he didn't have manners drilled into his head.

"Well if you want you can stay and tell me about yourself I feel like I've all done is talk about me and if you can't tell I'm not very good at this in fact I try to keep my mouth shut."

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[style=width:390px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: 883538; text-align: justify;padding-left: 15px]The dragoness flinched as the other bit into it's leg, drawing blood so the tinge of metallic rusted smell touched the air, instantly causing the femme's face to wrinkle up at dislike to the smell. It wasn't something she enjoyed, the smell of blood, or seeing it spilt either. But she said nothing, instead waiting for him to answer her questions regarding what a Blood Chaos dragon was, something she truly had never heard of before. When he finally spoke, she slowly dropped her haunches to the ground, her sleek tail wrapping loosely around her limbs before he explained how such a dragon was different, only able to survive and sustain themselves on the blood of others. Her muzzle dropped open in shock, having not expected that, but assumed it meant that the dragon before her must be something like a vampiric creature? Dragon in shape, and design, but only able to live off blood? That was the only way she could think of what he'd described that made sense. The only rational explanation was possible. But why had she never heard about such a think before? It was then that he explained how such a dragon was created, once he tended to the wound he'd inflicted.

Such a creature was born beneath a blood moon? Born? Or hatched? She was silent as he explained it all, before smiling at her, shifting slightly, and inviting her to stay and tell him about herself. She laughed, slowly moving forward and laying down a few feet from him, rolling onto her side so that her weight was off the dragonet growing with in her, the babe having been conceived while she and her mate at the time had been human and the young dragon having opted for the child to be born in such a way, rather than hatched from an egg. She relaxed as the light of the sun touched her scales, reflecting of the gold and warming her in a way only a fire dragon could enjoy, "I don't know what to say, really. There isn't much to say." She said with a soft laugh. "I'm a sophomore at the local high school, but don't let that judge your thoughts on me. I'm far older than most assume, almost five thousand years old.

"And I'm published author. I don't live on campus, I have a large home in town that I live in, though I have many close friends who live on campus, Kaotanya and Liam being the closest friends I have." She explained, pausing trying to think if there was anything else to say about herself. "Anything else there is to know about me is incredibly sad, however; and I don't like others judging me for it . . ." She paused, before remembering Angela, and hesitated for a moment, "And I'm 8 months pregnant with my first child." She added almost as an after thought, a small jet of smoke blowing from her nose as she glanced at the male, "Not sure what else there's to say, though." She laughed, with a shrug.

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Laughing to himself as if there were a joke that only somehow he could hear the dragon s eyes darted left to right before skewering a squirrel on one of his talons lifting it to his mouth allowing the sweet nectar from it's body to drain into his now eagerly waiting open mouth, his eyes glazing over turning a malevolent shade of jet black as he savoured every last drop of the sweet nutty flavoured nectar that his prey had to give. As cruel it was and he knew that it was cruel he slowly pulled the squirrel from his now blood soaked talon savouring every exquisite painful cry from his meal before crushing the poor thing in order to extract the last few tasty morsels of blood from it's otherwise empty body before returning his attentions to Phallon he didn't want to seem rude in front of company although every fibre of his body screamed out for her sulphur saturated blood.

"Y-you're with child I didn't know if I had I wouldn't have, I-I shouldn't have this just isn't right no no no no." Backing further away from Phallon Adramelech no it was more like a leap backwards as he tore down multiple branches and even managed to gouge out huge cuts in the trunk of the tree as he used it as leverage to propel him backwards away from her. He knew what a sight he must have looked he was scared his eyes darted in all directions as he fought to control his lust no it wasn't a lust any more it was a love, a love for blood and the violence that he used to get what he needed to survive.

"Phallon you're not safe here I shouldn't have given you the invitation to stay I..." He cut himself off mid sentence as his body became racked with pain his mind became a blank as he released a torrent of black flames towards the ground erecting a barrier between himself and Phallon. Turning away from the barrier as he begins mumbling to himself in draconian as had become custom for him since the death of his sister six hundred and fifty years ago. "I'm not a monster you can't make me I won't do it no I'm not a monster I'm not like them I don't kill for sport." Unable to control what is happening him Adramelech yells out and pleads to Phallon to end it.

"KILL ME I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE."

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[style=width:390px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: 883538; text-align: justify;padding-left: 15px]Phallon immediately flinched, as the may suddenly grabbed a squirrel, turning her head and squeezing her eyes shut against the sight, though she couldn't do much for the sound. Never having been the type to be comfortable around silence, she didn't like it one bit. Silent for a long moment, she waited before he finally seemed done with the creature she was very much relieved before he seemed shocked when she admitted she was with child. She frowned, watching him back away, him saying an odd assortment of half finished sentences that didn't make any sense. Instantly she was on guard, confused, and not quite sure what to do. As he told her she wasn't safe, she was on her feet, not knowing what to say, what to do before a sudden barrier of flames separated she from the other dragon. What was going on. At his final yelled words, she could do nothing but stand still, confused, and not entirely certain what to do in this odd situation. Right now was one of those time she wished Liam was around. The male could definitely handle anything thrown his way . . . She on the other hand . . . just didn't know what to do.

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Falling silent after his outburst the dragon began to cry the tears falling fast and heavy down his face and pooling on the floor in a still perfect crimson mirror reflecting his sadness as well as his shattered mind and heart straight back at him, unable to look away he just stared into the crimson glass like surface of the pool and spoke softly into the silence. "Why do bad things always happen to me first I kill my sister in a starved rage, then I get exiled by my mother and now this damn hunger this cursed existence of mine almost causes an innocent dragon harm. What did I do to deserve this?"

Cursing to himself silently Adramelech drives his head into the ground knocking him unconscious which causes his barrier to dissipate along with his conscious state his body lying still and unmoving as dead as the squirrel he had killed earlier although unconscious his mind raced and felt at ease as he lay there unaware completely at peace a rueful smile on his blood soaked face.

NOTES: Sorry it's so short just can't really knock a character out and make it extremely exciting :