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Chapter 7: Beauty and the Beast

"Come, come, come! Buy my stuff!" Such are the shouts that ring through the air at Free Market every day. Ivan browsed through the stalls in Free Market, looking for nothing in particular. Suddenly he noticed a slight commotion in a dark alleyway. Walking in to see what was happening, he saw three men crowded around someone. Apparently the men were bullying that person. Ivan asked, "Hey, what's going on here?" One of the men turned around and lunged for his throat. Ivan, wasting no time, drew an arrow from his quiver, loading it on his bow, he shot it straight at the man's right leg. The arrow hit it's mark and the man yelled, blood dripping out from the cut made by the arrow. His other companions turned around and tackled Ivan like a pack of wild boars. Again, Ivan shot both of them in the right leg. They howled in pain and limped away, looking at Ivan sternly. "We'll get you for this!" they said. Ivan was already pulling back an arrow on his bowstring, aiming for one of the men's head. They hurriedly left the alley. Ivan sighed and turned to look at the person they were bullying. He took one look and turned away, his face turning bright red. It was a level 47 female Bandit, whose long hair fell almost to her feet, laying half-naked on the floor, blinking at Ivan. Apparently her bathrobe had been torn by the recent fight. She got up, ran happily to Ivan and hugged him. "Thanks for saving me." she thanked him. Ivan replied, "Uhhh...... No...... no problem......" his face turning an even brighter shade of red. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Oh, my clothes, sorry." she pulled another bathrobe out of her bag and changed into it, telling Ivan, "No peeking!". Ivan replied, "Uhhh... Okay...". When she had finished changing, she told him, "Okay, I'm done now.". Ivan turned around and went red again. This time she had changed into an artfully ripped (Or so she thought.) bathrobe. "How do I look?" she asked, doing a spin. (Erm...... I'm skipping this part because its well...... kinda g@y.) Ivan and the Bandit took a walk in the park and started having a chat. She had changed into proper clothes for once.

"Thanks again for saving me back then."
"No problem."
"My name's Silfa. What's yours?"
"Ivan."
"Hmmm, nice name."
"Thanks. Where are we going anyway?"
"To my friend's house. She lives just nearby."
"Why are we going there?"
"You'll see."

Arriving at a house, Silfa knocked on the door, which mysteriously opened without anyone behind it. "Come in." a strangely familiar voice said. Silfa did a dainty jump over the mat as she entered. However, when Ivan entered, he stepped on the mat, which flickered briefly and he fell through the mat into a hole. When he fell in, Silfa covered the hole with a steel plate and snickered.

"Uggghhh...... Where am I?" Ivan wondered as he looked around his dark surroundings. His eyes gradually adjusted to the dark and he could see that he was in a cage of some sort and he was underground. Picking himself up, he tried to force the cage bars apart but got an electric shock. "I wouldn't suggest you do that." a I/L Wizard stepped out from the darkness. Ivan recognized him as Marco.

Ivan: "Marco!?"
Marco: "Yes."
Ivan: "Whats going on here!?"
Marco: "You have been captured."
Silfa descended into the room via a staircase.
Silfa: "Thanks to me."
Ivan: "What the...!?"
Silfa: "You see, I work for the same master as Marco."
Ivan: "No way!"
Silfa: "Yes way."
Marco: "Our master wishes that you be killed as part of his plan."
Ivan: "What plan!?"
Silfa: "He plans to......"
Marco nudges Silfa.
Silfa: "We'll tell you later."
Ivan: "........."
Marco: "In the meantime, enjoy our 'hospitality'. The master wants to kill you personally."
Ivan: "Lemme outta here!!!"
Silfa: "Quit whining. We'll make sure you die a long and painful death."
Ivan: "LEMME OUTTA HERE!!!"
Marco: "Stop whining!"
He froze Ivan's mouth.
Ivan: "Mmmmm!"
Silfa: "That's better."
As Silfa and Marco turned to leave,
Marco: "Wait. I want to have some fun with him."
Silfa: "Oookay."
She went out of the room.
Marco: "Eat my poison!"
He fired a poisoning spell at Ivan, causing him to fall to the ground.
Marco: "Muahahahaha!"
He left the room.

Ivan started to feel dizzy as his vision got blurry. Slipping into unconsciousness, he wondered what would happen to him. Suddenly, a voice inside him said, "Do not give up hope, young one."

"Who's there?"
"I am you, and you are me."
"Just tell me who're you."
"I am the Dark Dragon."
"What!?"
"Yes. Do not fear this poison, for it is merely non-existent."
With that, Ivan's mind cleared and he sat up, no longer poisoned.
"This is...."
"My true power. Behold!"

Ivan Awakened, his great black wings and long black tail bursting out of his back again. Hovering in the air, he shouted some words in a language which he himself did not understand (He was semi-conscious). His body immediatly grew longer and his skin changed colour into black. His hands and feet turned into claws and his head changed shape into a black coloured dragon's head. He had transformed completely into the Dark Dragon. He broke the cage bars with one single roar, soaring up the stairs into the house. Marco and Silfa came out of a nearby room to see what the commotion was all about and got blown up against the wall by the sheer wind of Ivan's wings. The two of them were awestruck at the dragon which had just appeared out of nowhere and were completely immobilized out of shock. By now Ivan had regained control of his body and was staring at Marco and Silfa wide-eyed. Again, the voice inside him spoke.

"It is up to you how we deal with these two people."
"This is...... amazing."
"As I said earlier, this is my true power."
"These people may be evil, but they deserve to live as much as we do."
"As you wish."

The voice faded away. Ivan let out a deafening roar, broke the house door down with a single swipe of his claws and soared out into the sky towards freedom. Marco and Silfa were still gaping in amazement and shock. Silfa, trembling, asked, "What just happened?"

Ivan was enjoying his ability to fly when the voice spoke again, "Land, your 1 minute transformation time is almost over."
"So fast?"
"Your body cannot handle this transformation for long. If you stay in it too long, you will die."
"Ohhh...... Guess I'd better land fast then."

Ivan went into a nosedive, spinning like a top to maximize his speed. When he got close to the ground, he pulled out of the nosedive, flapping his wings wildly and landed safely on all fours in Henesys Park, smack in front of Keichii, Roy and Alexis, who were taking a walk. Roy and Alexis were blown off their feet, but Keichii was still standing. Roy and Alexis picked themselves up and the trio stood there gaping at Ivan. He said, "It's me." and Alexis went to hug him. Roy and Keichii immediatly started bombarding Ivan with questions but he reverted back to his original form and collapsed. Keichii said, "Poor guy, must have had a tough day." and carried him to the Henesys potion shop for a rest.












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