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There is not much to say of those deemed 'evil'. They defeat anything that stands in their way, wrecking havoc on those that seem innocent. Evil beings hardly stray out of their home. But what is to say that one rules the land isn't evil at all?

The thick sound of a crack breaks the silence in a dark room. Chains rattle loudly, and a roar echoes in the room. The outline of a medium dragon is visible, but it's too dark to be seen fully. Here, dragon hunters await the challenge of the day. Only a mere month ago had passed since his capture. Darkness. Bounded to chain, and locked away into a room. Yearning to escape, but trapped. The doors to the room are pulled open by a few other mythical beings. As the doors open, a black fireball shoots out, charring the ground. Dark pulls at his chains, which were being held onto by someone, as he looks at whoever it was, growling harshly, eyes dimly lit in the lightened room.

''You better be glad these walls are fireproof.'' He hissed at the figure.

Genet walked silently, invisable, through the halls leading away from the infirmery. Passing from room to room through the walls she ended up in a large cell. Walking through the door she realized that it was a group of three or four gigantic cells, scorched on the sides she recognized them.

Dragon cells. this must be a dragon hunter encampment.

Walking down the alley between them she noticed that there were no dragons in the cells. Entering a Ginourmous, dark room she came face to face with the last of their store of dragons.

A sound..?

Dark thought, yanking at his chains again. The person holding him tugged back. He roared again, and shoots another fireball at the closest wall. The room breifly lit up, revealing Darkness. A dark blue dragon with glaring red eyes.

((sorry if I put in things not in her profile she's still a work in progress))

Genet stepped back a little.

that firebal came awefully close. Time to end this show, besides I have scared anyone recently

She chuckled a little bit, the paint on her face curled into a bony smile. Walking over to the dragon's capture (being careful not to be stepped on) she stood behind the figure. Making herself visable again she removed the scythe which was tied to her back. She spoke to the mortal.

"Do you know who I am?"

The person holding dark looks at her. ''About time you showed.'' They snorted. Dark growls. and turns around, chains rattling again. ''What are you, my challenger?'' He scoffed, eying her closely. ''And what do you mean, by 'mortal.'?''

Genet chuckled. "not quite, but I thought you would know who I am. After all, my master is death." At that moment she lifted her hood just high enough to show her face, the face paint, and most importantly, her blood red eyes.

He flinches, looking at her with his own red eyes, with the slitted black pupils. ''Why are you even here?'' He hissed, yanking at the chains again. ''I already escaped death once.''

"Yes, but I'm not death, I'm the Grim Reaper. I cannot be escaped"

Her head turned into a real skull, laden with blood and decay it was truly frightening. As she spoke her voice was unearthly and menacing.

"If you value your being mortal, you will step away from the dragon"

''I only speak for this dragon.'' He snorted, and steps away. Darkness, the dragon, just growls. ''I can speak for myself. '' He hissed, unflinching. The chains go slack, and Darkness looks at her, silently, unphased.

[the dragon is Darkness. the human was just holding his chains. xD]

((sorry I read the post wrong lol))
Genet chuckled, the magic upon her headed faded leaving her face again human and painted.

"I'm not amazed that you aren't frightened dragon. After all, even if I was more powerful Death would never allow me to slay you. But I would ask you to be a little grateful, after all I did help with your... Little problem"

She kept her voice formal, knowing how easily any immortal can be angered, nonetheless a dragon. As she spoke she replaced her scythe onto her back and walked around the dragon in order to face him head on. Now in front of the dragon she removed her hood, seeing no reason to hide.

Dark looks at her intently. ''I am feared on the lands for being as black as night. It is that fear that has made me unphased by what normally scares others.'' He hissed, folding his wings slowly.

[FireFox is being laggy. e.e]

((wrong char? Lol I have seen/done like three mistakes in the past 30 mins!))

"I've no doubt about that. How did you get here in the firt place? They normally only catch lesser dragons, never a full grown elemental."

As she spoke she searched her cloak for her infinity bag.

[yep. had Celestial Dark selected xD]

''Captured for killing many other dragons. And the bounty for me is well over $7 grand.''

"Really? People stopped putting a bounty on me centuries ago after they finally figured out that I can't be contained."
There it is.

"I hope you don't mind but now that I'm off duty I would rather like to change into something more comfortable."

She produced the small bag from her cloak. Opening it she thrust her cloak into the void and remove a damp rag to wipe off the face paint. She was wearing a black, short sleeve, tunic-like shirt and black pants as well as a pair of soft black leather boots, on the right shoulder of her shirt was a small, white embroidered skull.

"that's better"

''I escaped capture once, and I would rather have these chains off of me more than anything else.'' He hissed. ''Trying to find someone and they caught me I crashed into their pond by accident.''

"I can help you with that if you like? My scythe can cut through just about anything."

As she spoke she tapped on the scythe still tied to her back.

''Can you, please? I want to get out of here befroe they throw me into the kill zone and claim the bounty.''

"sure thing."

She walk over to the chains finding a link that was close to the dragon but not close enough to run a risk of injuring the dragon. She bent down and examined the heavy chain, thinking out loud as she did so.

"It's enchanted, no wonder a single chain could hold a fully grown dragon! No bigee, I just need a disenchantment spell on the scythe blade"

Lifting up the scythe with both hands, here eyes were closed with concentration. As the scythe fell it cast a violet aura, it split the chain in two as it struck

Once the chains were off, Dark spreads his large wings, and roars shaking the room violently.

Genet rubbed her ear at the sound.

"I have enough problems with deaths reaming in my ear but I'm glad your happy"