The First meeting between the two Dragons.

To Selena459, the girl with a loyal dragon and an enthusiastic imagination.
My heartfelt thanks to her for drawing out pictures that dicpicts my various adventures in the fantasy world, as without her, those adventures may have never came to life. .

  May fourteen, in the year 2008. That particular day is as clear to me as an extreme high-resolution photograph. It was the day of my inevitable birthday (which I look forward to every year), it was the day my parents jumped with joy (I wonder if they did), and it was the day I finally came into existence into this world known as the Earth, (I was eternally grateful for that) which is a single planet spinning in a Stellar Galaxy known as the Solar System.
  In the many years I spent on this planet, I have seen many things ordinary people did not see. I have seen whole countries annihilated in the name of justice. I have seen computer systems that got hacked into in less than ten seconds flat. I have even seen, I know this may sound ridiculous, counterfeit homework networks (not drug networks) that operate over five separate continents. However, no matter how much things I knew, or how much happenings I have seen, life still holds lots of surprises for me, which I look forward to eagerly and keenly every time. After all, only time and time alone can foretell what happens in the future…

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  On that day of my birthday, a lot of things happened. It was mostly routine life, having a birthday party with my friends in school and family at home, and receiving presents and well wishes from my friends and cousins. I enjoyed my birthday to the fullest and appreciated every present given to me, as they were made by my friends and family members. But one thing was different this time, on this particular, special birthday.
  I recalled that I was in my room, leaning on my Fire ridgeback Dragon Doragon on his dais, and enthusiastically unwrapping my presents like the times in the past when I am a curious young boy, with Doragon’s help every now and then. I was in the middle of unwrapping my presents when my personal laptop chimed a beeping tone in only which I know I have incoming mail. “Victor, it seems that you have a letter from that…whatever you call that thing again…a computer?” Doragon words came through my telepathic link to him, while he rested his head among his front claws, with a small present on his finger. “Thanks, and it is a laptop computer system for your information Doragon” I transferred this sentence telepathically over to him and picked up my personal laptop, flipping open the screen and read the following words:

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Dear Victor, ...it reads…

In response to your message you sent me a few months ago, I think we can meet each other with our dragons for the first time in years. I have enclosed the place to meet, and I am sure you can find your way there. I hope to see you there!

With all due respect,
C.D. Muller

P.S. I am not sure how Thor will react, so be careful about what he may do to your dragon. They are from different dragon species, and those two species (the Fire ridgeback Dragon and the German Black Land Fire Dragon) are enemies of each other, as the former dragon species nearly wiped out the latter. I will see what I can do to convince Thor though. But I can’t guarantee anything. A few words of advice: Be prepared for anything.

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  I reread the letter a few times before closing my personal laptop’s screen shut and sat down at my study table, racking my brains about what she had told me in the past. After a while, I recalled a little piece of information she has given me quite some time ago. The Fire ridgeback Dragon and the German Black Land fire dragons hate each other a whole lot due to some reasons (of which I do not know), and not to mention the fact one is just as strong as the other. The reason why the Germans Black Land Dragons were so rare is because of two main reasons: They were either slain for their precious dragon hide or almost killed off by the Fire ridgebacks. The results were not pretty in both cases, especially especially the latter.
  After some cross-referencing that little nugget of information C.D. Muller has provided me with some dragonology books, it dawned to me that this meeting may be a little problematic. The two dragons of two separate dragon species that were at war with each other meeting for the first time? It can be either extremely good or extremely bad. I sincerely hope it is not the latter, as the repercussions were unspeakable.
  Doragon listened intently to my explainations while he rested on his dais, asking questions whenever he can to know more about the other dragon race. After absorbing all the information he wanted to know, he asked me telepathically while he cocked his huge head to one side “So, I am meeting another dragon by the name of Thor, who is a dragon from the German Black Land fire race, and has a rider by the name of Selena aka C.D. Muller later, is this correct?”  Upon hearing this, I leaned back on my swivel chair and rubbed my temple, before crossing my arms and saying, “Yes Doragon, You will be meeting Thor for the first time, and I will be meeting Selena for the first time too. It will also be your first time to encounter another dragon, I can understand you are excited, but don’t be too thrilled about this. Thor is a cautious dragon and he may judge you to be another of your species that killed his. You need to be careful,” Hearing my reply, Doragon folded his wings and stood up from his dais, while his face came to my level, eyed me with one large orange eye, and I heard his telepathic reply with the usual wink from his eyes when he acknowledged my words. “Then I will do just that. Making a new friend is better than making another enemy. Don’t worry, I will behave myself. But I wonder, will Thor accept me?” I palmed my face with one hand and patted his nose with my other hand. “I don’t know, Doragon. But we shall see…”

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  If I could describe Doragon, I would have to go with the word “massive”. Why? You may ask me this question. Being the offspring of the Fire ridgeback Dragons, considering the largest of his species can grow up to 300 feet tall, it is no surprise Doragon was a huge dragon. I remembered when he first hatched from his egg; he was actually at least five to six times the size of an average dragon hatchling. Doragon currently has the height of approximately fifty-six feet, with a wingspan of eighty four feet. Hence the reason why I need to enlarge my house, when he first moved in. (My parents aren’t too happy about that) Doragon is fully covered in thick, hard golden tear drop shaped scales for most parts of his body, except for his brown coloured neck and stomach scales and silver coloured wing membranes. His golden scales shimmered like a mountain of pure gold whenever he steps into the sunlight. Doragon’s wings were huge, so huge that he could wrap his wings around himself when necessary and his wing membranes were all silver with a tinge of grey. His eyes have a shade of orange, and they seem to glow in the dark at night like small lights.
  In fact, there was nothing small about Doragon. Being a dragon guardian, he was the largest of the Fire Ridgeback breed. Even though he was younger, he outweighed most dragon hatchlings by a hundred pounds, and measured a few feet longer. There was no single fat on his body either; his entire length of body was totally covered in thick, hard, ropey, bulging muscle. That explains his huge amounts of strength that he can use at his own pleasure. I remembered when he first hatched; he was literally tearing the egg shell he was encased in apart and moving his muscles to work the kinks out. Even his claws and horns were large too, and they were so sharp, just like swords and even spears, which were capable of ripping through flesh, bone and even armour alike with relative ease. There were also small horns on back and the tips of his wings, which were equally sharp as well. I had one such experience with his horns, which nearly decapitated my head clean off my shoulders if I did not dodge it. There was also a blood red ruby on his head, similar to those of his breed, which glows whenever he is feeling saddened or irritated, or even when he is charged up with fire energy, as he can control the elements of wind and fire. Seriously speaking, he is one guardian dragon to be reckoned with.
  Doragon and I reached the location of the meeting place we have agreed to meet C.D. Muller and Thor ten minutes early, and it is at the edge of a huge forest, located in the heart of the United States. I like to be at least ten minutes early whenever I meet someone, because of mainly two reasons, one: it prevents me from being late (I am late sometimes, hence the punctuality problem) and two: it gives me time to prepare for whatever is coming my way. Sitting on the soft green grass, I clasped my hands and waited patiently for C.D. Muller to make her appearance. Doragon just admired and observed the nature around him, while resting with his huge wings folded behind him. Seconds passed slowly, making it seem like an eternity as I waited with bated breath to see my friend for the very first time.
  Slowly, I began to see a dragon with a girl on his back appearing under the yellow horizon, heading towards my location. As bright as the flaming sun, the other dragon pulled up and hung before me and Doragon like a huge mass of crimson scales, its enormous wings flapping continuously every few seconds and buffeting us with gusts of wind. The dragon’s scales illuminated the sun rays and drenched the ground and trees with dazzling chips of light. Upon its back sat a teenage girl, approximately five foot five, with dirty blonde hair that flows to her shoulders and hazel eyes (hazel in terms of blue with a mixture of green) that seem to correspond to the nature around us, and she is dressed in startling white robes against the brilliance of her dragon’s crimson scales. I raised up a hand to cover my eyes from the sand and dust as her dragon landed in front of me.
  A whirlwind of dry twigs and leaves got swept apart as the other dragon landed on the soft grass, it settled down slowly and folded its wings, with its face in a serious demeanor, meaning that it is indeed meant business. Crismon, tear-drop shaped scales that shine like jewels in the sunlight, sharp thick horns that were incredibly sharp on its back and neck, an amber coloured scaled stomach, and with the little specs of small purple ovals on the trailing edges of its massive wings, without another doubt, this is indeed Thor, the German Black Land Dragon and guardian of C.D. Muller.
  C.D. Muller carefully descended from her dragon Thor, and clasping her hands in front of her, she came forward and courteously greeted me and my dragon Doragon. I politely returned her greeting in kind while we shook hands. When we engaged in our own conversations, I could not help but glanced at our dragons’ direction. Doragon greeted Thor and bowed his head, but Thor just huffed and turned his head in return. However, what disturbs me is the behaviour of Thor, who seems tense and a faint growl nearly escaped from him, which is as though he is ready to confront an enemy. Thor is no pushover either, as he’s forty-eight feet in height and with a wingspan of about seventy-five feet, and that alone rivals Doragon’s size and height. He is also pretty muscular, as he is extremely well built, and his massive muscles rippled and bulged as he moved them. The sharpened horns on his neck and back, as well as his triple-spiked tail were my concern however, as those are the traits of a German Black Land Dragon that can be used for combat, and that alone can cause large amounts of damage to enemies. And if you add that to the wounds caused by the equally sharp claws, you can get a pretty huge amount of wounds if you engage with him in a fight. (Which I wanted to avoid at all costs) “Doragon, be careful and prepared for anything, and don’t provoke him.” I telepathically told Doragon, who grunted as a reply while he slowly kneaded the soil underneath his claws, with his eyes fixed on Thor, who was observing a few birds chattering on a branch. “I just hope things won’t get out of hand…I would not want to make another enemy.” Doragon told me after all few seconds later. “I hope so too, but it’s up to C.D. Muller to help me.” I answered back before returning to my conversation with her.

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  Despite the fact that Doragon was ready to befriend Thor, the same cannot be said for the other dragon. The reason for this, as C.D. Muller has told me, is because Thor was too unsure of the new dragon. As the long minutes passed, I could not help but feel a little uncomfortable, as the atmosphere went from good to bad rather quickly., and to cap that I did not know what Thor will do next. But C.D. Muller tried to convince Thor to give Doragon a chance, and Doragon brace himself just in case Thor did try to attack him.
  “C.D. Muller, what’s going on?” I asked, while choosing my words with care. “I don’t know…Thor!”, She turned to her dragon and said some words while moving her hands, which Thor only grunted and huffed in return. She seems to have a hard time convincing him, and he is just as stubborn. I can hear random phrases like, “…his dragon is gentle…give him a chance…” and “…Why would he want to…” as C.D. Muller communicated frantically with Thor, while trying to calm him down. Unfortunately, that does not seem to calm him down one bit, as he is still as on edge as before. “Thor doesn’t trust him that well. I am sorry about this.” C.D. Muller replied as she continued her efforts to persuade Thor. Doragon and I waited patiently as we watch them converse between each other. “This is not good Doragon...it is what I dread.” I said to Doragon, who nodded his head in return as he acknowledged my thoughts.
  It was after a few minutes when I finally regained my voice to ask something. I racked my brains before finally asking, “Why doesn’t he trust Doragon? What has my dragon done to yours? I know the fact that he is the other species that nearly killed Thor’s, but he has no such intention to do that.”  C.D. Muller shook her head and said, “No, Doragon hasn’t done anything wrong. Your dragon was one of the species that almost killed off his kind, which is why he is upset. This conflict between the two species began over a hundred years ago. I’m sorry, but Thor is very cautious when meeting new people since the incident at the Eir’Berith Islands in Lake Peril almost a year ago.”
  The last few words clicked in my mind, which reminded me of her experience there, which she was nearly killed, and her companions barely made it out alive. It took her a few minutes to explain that to me, which I listened with rapt attention. I could not resist asking questions when there is something I need to clarify, and she answered them clearly except for a few which she did not want to answer. After hearing her recounting her experiences, I walked over to Doragon and pets his nose, while saying, “I’m sorry about that. Perhaps we can try again next time.” “I hope Thor will accept him the next time we meet, and I apologise for his behavior.” She told me as she stood by her own dragon, before bidding me and Doragon farewell. Only when Thor and C.D. Muller vanished below the yellow horizon did I begin to contemplate on what I need to do if we both ever meet again in the future.  “Time to go…” Doragon nudged me with his nose, and I climbed onto him and departed for my home.

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  When I reached home, I immediately busied myself with the task of gathering information on the two dragon species while Doragon flew out to hunt for some food. After several minutes and extensive reading later, I wrote the following on my notepad, with my thoughts beside each line:

1. Fire ridgeback Dragons is almost as powerful as the German Black Land Dragon (in what way?)

2. German Black Land Dragons are killed for their precious skin. (what makes it so precious?)

3. They were also at war with the Fire ridgeback Dragons (what triggered the war and what happened?)

  These are the three questions whose answers I desperately seek. After I read through the dragonology books and cannot glean any useful information from, I picked up my digi-pen and wrote an additional line under the three sentences: “need further input of extensive information, research on relevant subjects and retrieval of important specimens advised.” I twirled the digi-pen between my fingers and my forehead wrinkled with concentration as I thought about my options on obtaining those answers. Eventually, an answer hit me like a ton of bricks.
  Picking up the phone, I began to dial a number. If anyone wants answers, that person has the answers. He is currently the Master Archivist and the head supervisor of the Special Research Projects Administration (SRPA) Section of the Republic National Archives. He is commonly known as the Alpha Librarian and has an extensive collection of books on Dragonology, of which one may hold the answers I seek.

  His name is no other than Professor Lincoln.