<font color='#0000FF'>Tessara Day 27 year 3 Predater breathed evenly as he focused his mind in the Black Market of Bhim. He was on an mission, an very special mission. His given details by the Dark One was to be careful around SilverWolf an extreamly powerful 'dragon that had birthed eight siblings that would one day reunite and unleash terrible powers upon the world when their mother, No she could'nt even be called their mother for she abdoaned them at birth, seeking males in much the same way that he Predater hunted down his prey. One day SilverWolf would unite her sons but only when she was fated to discover an sacred manuscript, this was the reason he intended on killing her before she reached them. It was an race against time He flexed his muscles as he moved his arms slowly behind his back stretching them before moving his powerfull arms across his mask. He hated this mask if it had not been for an accident that happened he was an young 'dragon, it was certain he would not have grown to become what he was now. An predater. He choose this name to replace the one that contained many terrible memorys that he wished he had no part of but it always remained in the back of his mind, whispering,taunting and mocking him for what it made him but it was too late to turn back so he grew in knowledge and learned the skills required of an Assassin and more. He had undergone training of telekinesis that benefitted him in many ways since it was the art of the mind to move objects just willing it to happen, He also trained hard in this spending every day sitting still concreating in an single object that he replaced with larger objects until he could move the mountains themself but it was not as if he moved mountains every day, that was not his purpose, His current purpose was to hunt down SilverWolf and elminate her as soon as he saw her. It had been many years of hunting this witch, she was skilled extreamly skilled to be able to elude him for many 'dragons that he hunted often ended up dead within at least three days no matter where they were in Ramath-Lehi, he could run endlessly for miles each fatigue covered by hard iron stamina that when it fell to fatigue too it was also replaced by another endless amounts of stamina. He did not know the full extent of his stamina but one day he would try it out. Each time she disappeared he was right behind her tracks playing an deadly games of cat and mouse. She had unbelieveable powers that he had never experianced in his victims. The only 'dragon he knew to also possess such powers was the Dark One, an 'dragon that kept itself hidden, Predater had stumbled upon an cave where this 'dragon dwelled and had gained an invaulable friendship for him and the Dark One were alike in many ways. But now it was time to lose such memories and keep focused on the witch. He had found her, she was hidding somewhere in Bhim and felt her faint presence that suggested she moved here and there. He dropped his camoflague and walked among the 'dragons that were buying illegial items hin the crowded market place. He wore his mask that depicted an fierce warrior with many rows of sharp teeth. His head moved quickly searching out the witch as 'dragons gaped at him in fear and shock as he revealed his Machina implanted weapon that glowered blue as he began to sniff her out. SilverWolf knew that he was close behind and he knew this too.</font>
<font color='#348781'>Though the market strode a figure cloaked in a casual tan trenchcoat. It was drawn about her tightly but not so much so as to attract attention. Her long wolven-like tail drifted behind her in a wave like fashion as she walked from stand to stand, looking at weapons, clothing and whatnot. Singular maroon optic glittered as she stopped at an odd, somewhat concealed weapon stand. It was different from the rest with a somewhat darker air drifting about it. Running her hands along the counter, she let her fingers stray over a rather inviting peice of metal. It was a pure silver dagger with rubies encrusted in it's leather hilt. They glittered, much like her single orb which traced the blade over and over again. He was still hunting her, so she would have to have something to fend him off. Picking up the silver dagger, she found herself staring at a pair of pistols. Forbidden machina. The black female grinned. Perfect. An older, scarred, grey male walked up to the counter. He stared at the female as she smiled knowingly at him. Pointing a thin finger, she motioned towards the pair of guns. Those. I would like to buy those. The grizzly old shopkeeper growled lowly and leaned in close to the female. His breath smelled of illegal drugs and many other things that she couldn't place. But he did seem to have some wit about him and she nodded to herself. The old male whispered in a low voice. You do know, miss, that those are forbidden. You could be sent to jail. She nods and holds out the dagger as well. I very well know the dangers of possesing that weapon and am fully capable of handling the disciplines of it. I'd like them and this if you will. Alki smiled broadly as he nodded to her, a grin flashing 'pon his old mouth. Handing over the money, the black female dipped her head to him and strode off, pocketing the guns in her long trechcoat. A smile crossed her maw as a familure scent crossed the breeze. He was following her again. Perfect...</font>
<font color='#ADA96E'>"Yeehehe! It was ages since we saw a creature that fierce. He remembers of us when we was young. But not really... He's not insane, like us. Yeehehe!" A exact clone of Predator went up to the real one. "Looking for something, boy? We can help you find it... yes we can. Yeehehe! Of course, we need some fresh meat for our services... pendragon meat, that is. Yeehehe!" The clone twisted as it regained it's true form. The form of Azkora the mad!</font>
<font color='#0000FF'>Predator was startled at the appearance of an 'dragon that looked like him. maybe one of my kind is here searching for me" he thought in hope as looked upon this 'dragon that mirrored him so perfectly then the illusion that one of his kind was here was shattered when it was revealed to be nothing more then an babbling fool of an 'dragon. He growled slighty warning this foolish 'dragon to leave him be since he was on an mission, he must not be distracted else he will have to start hunting her down again. SilverWolf was proving to be an opponent that he would be sad to kill since she had made an most enjoyable hunt for him. "leave me alone he stepped torwards the 'dragon causing others to believe he would kill this 'dragon |go now or you will not be spared my wrath" His voice betrayed no anger but an chilling coldness that told of despair as he adjusted his eyes to focus on the 'dragon. The Machina impanted weapon begun to make an whirring noise as it smoothly extended from Predator's flesh that healed over the mark it made covering it with an scar as the weapon begun to glow faintly with blue. No 'dragon had survived an encounter with him when the Machina implanted weapon had begun to glow blue since it meant with an certaintly that Predaor was preparing to slice off this 'dragon's head with one sweep of his arm. The weapon could slice through flesh and bone easily with hardly any effort required as it was special. An very special weapon for him, suited for what he did and always will do. Jut then when he was about to kill, ancent that had became familar to him made him change his actions.He growled as he walked past the foolish 'dragon. There was an sureness about him and an masculine anger that flowed from him as he made his way easily through the market stopping in an alley, there he activated his camoflague.he became unseeable just another part of the background. He growled as he leapt to the top of an roof where he crouched low waiting for her to pass so that he could strike her down and remove her head as an trophy and as proof to the Dark One that he had indeed killed her.</font>
<font color='#ADA96E'>"You don't seem to know who we are. You're too young... too self-assured... Be careful... the hand of fate don't seem to like you." With those words, Azkora was gone. Suddenly, he was standing in front of Alki, staring insanely at her with his three eyes. "I do hope that you know more about the past than the one who follows you do... Yeehehe!"</font>
<font color='#348781'>The black female sauntured casually down the market place. The guns were now in a hoilster on the small of her back. Just in case. A cheery smile was found on her maw as she walked past the pesants who, in turn, smiled at her as well. Ahh, whata a great day for a confrintation. Of course, she didn't doubt for one minute that Predator was stalking her. Camoflaging himself with that machina doohicky of his. Rolling her eye, the black sorceress felt his presance growing closer. She closed her dark red pools. A smirk crossed her maw as she put a paw on one of them. He would be near soon. Alki suddenly heard the voice of a 'dragon infront of her and she opened her eye. The odd male had a shocking three eyes and the lone female was slightly taken back by this. His words rang in her mind. "I do hope that you know more about the past than the one who follows you do..." What the hell? Stopping, she gazed at him inquisitivly. Which past do you refer to. The one who tracks me or myself? Your words are vauge my friend.</font>
