Genie and the Dragon
It has been ages since this story took place. In what day or age is anyones guess. If i had a choice Id say sometime in the Silver or Bronze age. The time of the tale is not the concern here. No the tale itself the completeness is the most important. For in the sands of time many names and tales are lost and forgotten. I hope that this will not be so but as with anything created only time will tell.
The dragon had waken up as he always had. His wings flexed in the morning sun. The warmth of the cave still fresh in his scales. He awoke and greeted his loving dragoness. She to him was the most important being in his life. He then looked down at the egg that was to be his hatchling. Male or female it didnt matter, it would be loved either way. This was a morning like all others and so roll the stone and off in flight he went.
On the other side of the world was a genie. Not like a genie in a lamp no this was a free genie. He managed to find a person who was not so smart as to keep a genie in his prison. In this day there were two types of genies who served: those who believed in making the world a etter place for those in need and those who were bound because they were evil and arrogant. This genie so happened to be of the later type.
The genie had found a master who had been granted three wishes two wishes irrelivant to the genie were granted. However as the man stupered in drunkenness the genie had tricked him inot making the third wish. In the wish the bonds that held the genie were fianlly let go. In that time the malice the genie held within him had finally come out at last. He trapped his master and destroyed the bottle so that his master never had a chance to redeem him to his former post. This was the nature of the genie now and forever after.
The Genie now being free from his bonds proceeded to destroy all the good he saw in the world. The one thing that along with his bonds went most of his magical power. For now being free he could no longer be a being of unlimited strength. He was now mortal though age and air did not affect him he could die. He had a great stamina this was allowed to him for he still was a being of might. Though limited he used his power to kill the beings he believed was lower than he or destroy the things ones loved. In time the people called him Naropto of the Devils Grin.
Naropto began his day as any other with the suns rays beating off a fire he had caused. The village was engulfed in a mound of flame. As bodies littered the ground below the screams could be heard high above. Noone was spared male, female, and infant all at the hands were nothing more than play things for a child. He twisted the form of the village chief. making his body in a rectangular shape with arms and legs twisted in all directions. He then placed him on a tree to swing for all to see. He had taken a woman and from her womb he ripped out her organs and layed them around her in a gruesome order another spectacle of his genius.
The dragon flew fast and far that day. Somehow his mind was filled of thoughts beyond his reach and it was said he took long strides to be at peace. The winds in his eyes the ground beneath his feet. What sights he must have seen? The wings beat hard against friction of the air as he moved like a graceful bird.
The smell of smoke reached his nostrils. The scent of the dead rang clear like bell. Though he disliked killing to a small degree sav if it was a thief or muderer. The scent however peaked his curiousity and his appitite. He looked down with his great dragonic eyes and saw the smoldering village in the woods around it. He decided it was worth a closer look swooped down from his high rise above the small clouds.
He reached the viallge and the scent of burning flesh was still fresh. He could see the half burned bodies of the people and it sickened his heart. He was noble and kind and the slaughter was enough to make even this great wyrm sick. He saw the remains of the chief and woman and began to vomit. For the spell had also given the bodies a foul stench that was now evident above the smell of wood and flesh. The village was gone now and every flower and small animal too were destroyed. Then he saw movement in the woods. He changed frm a large dragn to a smaller more manuverable one.
The trees alive with fire blazed fast against the mighty oaks. The trees swayed side to side as if in a rythmatic pattern to rid themselves of fiery death. Naropto in fashion froze them in place and made the fires spread faster and hotter than before. He danced in the meledy of flame and hatred. The ground itself had dried up and water was no longer available or boiling. As the fish came up littered the banks in what seemed to be a curse from a most ungracious god.
The dragon had seen the form in the woods. It was said the form looked human with tattered clothing which was nothing more than a dark robe covered in rotting flesh and dried blood. The face wore an ivory mask that only had a smile and behind the mask a set of dark red eyes that to ones easily frightened would kill them. He wore no shoes yet the fires seemed not to affect him. "Naropto is my name and your far from home I suggest you leave now dragon, or face your death a little early." said a voice. "I know your thoughts I can read your mind. I can enter without but a glypse in your direction. Now hurry along I have no time to play with giant snakes." The voice said sturnly. "I am not your play thing. You will not address me so poorly, nor will you ever remark me as such again. You may talk in my mind but I know you cant read my thoughts. You dont scare me and you will pay for deeds both seen and unseen. " Shouted the Dragon. "I am Kabitis of the Storm clan and I pledge my devotion to put you down." At this Kabitis slit his scales with his mighty talon and let the blood soak to the ground.
The First move was swift and Naropto struck first. Having heard the dragon raced toward him at blinding speed. As he neared he grew bigger and bigger and landed an elbow on Kabitis. This sent Kabitis moving backward. At the challange Kabitis grew to his full size and raced toward the humanoid. Landing a strong paw into his right shoulder the claws sunk deep. Naropto hissed in pain and backed slowly. The two made another pass at one another and Kabitis pinned him to the ground. Naropto clenched his fist and began to punch the dragon. Hit so hard it stunned Kabitis and made him lose focus. The monstrous form grew ever larger and head butted the dragon right in his snout. The dragon staggered back and Naropto got to his feet. He lunged at the dragon and grabbed his foot and began to swing them around. Around he went faster and faster and finally let go. The force was so strong that it threw Kabitis far into the woods. You could see the birds escape the area with a loud thuderous crash he fell deep in ground.
Kabitis after some struggle got to his feet and spread his wings far from his body. He roared loudly as a sign he was not going down easily. Just has he regained his focus Naropto jumped on his back, and began to hit him repeatedly. Kabitis feeling the gounds sting decided to take to the air. He flapped his wings hard against the wind and rose high above the earth. With Naropto on his back, the mighty dragon took his tail and wrapped it around Naroptos neck. As the force of the tail forced him off his back he plunged him back to earth. With Naropto free falling Kabitis rushed forward slamming into genie and now moved with greater force to the world below. As he neared the edge before he could no longer swing out of the dive he stopped and fired his mighty breath into Naropto. Falling into the ground made a large crater, the crater in turn spewed steam that rose high in the air. The descent had weakened Kabitis and his wings tired. As he believing his victory in hand began to turn.
As he turned away the genie had sprang again this time with his own energy beam. As the dragon saw the beam comming fired his breath again and summoned his aura to help keep him revitalized. The two beings were now at a standstill. The victory belongs to one who can survive each one knew it and each one wanted it. The genie began to weaken as the dragon was revitalized by his own aura. The power the genie wasted on the village was now his downfall. In a desperate move he stopped his beam and made his hands into a weapon. curving his hands into a sigle sharp point he charged. The skin burning and being electrofied did not slow him down enough. He still charged forward. The dragon seeing either to take the hit or stop altogether decided not to be rash and dodged out the way. With the aura and electricity gone Naropto thought he would simply get aother chance. However he was mistaken as again he was racing toward the world below. The slam was great as Naropto hit some trees and went to the ground. The smoke was heavy and was not clear but as it settled the mighty jaws of Kabitis were deep inside the genie. Eating away his life force and ripping his limbs from their body. The thoughts of the past had came into Kabitis's mind and he knew all that happend before him. The trial of Naropto his 3000 yrs before being a genie everything.
A tear had formed over Kabitis's eyes and fell to the ground the genie was dead. The sins he had commented were avenged. The light had once again returned to the world which cowered in fear of this menace. True to his nature he cried aloud in victory. He once again took to the skys and raced toward his home and into history. "May the wind find grace within your wings and your eyes never fail you oh noble dragon you inspire us all."
