“Neal…Neal…”
The voice that had been quiet since the hatching of the child began to speak in a soft voice. He is attempting to wake up Neal to try another swing at getting him to make a wish. Perhaps he would just wish for him to leave him alone, or not think straight in his freshly awoken state. He needed to try this once more while he could, not wanting to completely give up his chance to obtain Neals body.
“Who are you?”
Azarias’s voice had the voice freeze in his tracks, looking over at the now open eyed child staring straight at him.
“You..You can see me?” The voice felt stupid after saying this, of course that child could see him. He was in no doubt Azarias after all.
Azarias’s mismatched eyes narrow, eyebrows furrowing along with them as he stares upon the floating figure above the bed. He hadn’t payed any attention to this figure even once before, after all it never seemed of much of a concern, to the point he had really overlooked it from the start.
Now, however, with how clear this transparent being was with hovering above Neal calling his name, it made him uncomfortable. Whoever this was he didn’t want him near Neal, calling his name with clear ill intentions.
He sat up in the bed, a faint rubble of a growl which usually wouldn’t be intimidating from a child. However this was no ordinary child, and the floating figure knew that. Bowing his head slightly, bearing himself submissively automatically from habit. He could never deal well with Azarias’s anger, but this Azarias is still newborn, no memories yet. So how could he have gotten his anger so quickly? Unless he received some early, then he knew exactly why he would be so angry to see him.
“I..I am Vallen. It has been a long time since the last cycle huh, I didn’t expect to see you again after the eradication of your blood. You know I am sorry for not showing up during that time but I had some problems of my own.” He scratches at the back of his non-existent neck nervously, giving a few stale nervous laughs.
He had been busy having his own fun during the eradication of the dragon race, unfortunately he got to caught up in it and ended up sealed up in some moldy damp cave. Who would have thought so many angered humans could get such a plan together? Someone even sacrificing their life to seal him up, so dramatic. Really made the next hundred years boring as all hell, he was itching to start his fun again but his first target is so stubborn! He hates giving up on a target though so he pushes onward.
Azarias continues to stare at him making him shift uncomfortably, wondering what he could do to cool down the atmosphere. Which one was on surface this cycle anyway? Earth would be best because he was the most reasonable, well at least he took the time to listen before attacking him. That didn’t mean any of them liked him, they were usually pretty cold to him. Well after all the jokes he played on them he guess he didn’t get on any of their good sides, but it was still fun to do! It was just who he was, what was life if he couldn’t have fun?
Their relationship could be compared to a siblings, then again they kind of were considering things.
“Why are you here?” Azarias has no idea who this person is, but he does know he has no positive feelings for him what so ever. Just an annoyance and he felt very uncomfortable with him here.
Vallen observes Azarias a moment. Judging by his behavior so far he wondered if he truly did have any memory return yet. If he did, wouldn’t he have asked him just what shenanigans he was up to, to not come when asked, or to even appear and make fun at things.
If he really had no memories then why did he stare at him like that? His worried gaze settled and it turned to a more still and cunning one, a smirk upon his lips. Either way why should he be afraid of an Azarias not yet an adult? His power would be like a kittens at this age, no threat to him.
He floats a bit closer, leaning down so he was face to face with Azarias who didn’t even flinch at the sudden change in attitude. Still staring him dead on.
This blurry, see through, grey smoke of a being was giving him a stupid look, Azarias unfazed by the intimidating aura filling the room. The smoke from the being filling the room up.
“Why am I here? I am going to get myself a body to stretch around in after a long time sealed up in that bloody rock. This human is a perfect choice, I could have a lot of fun in him. The satisfaction once I get him to finally make a deal with me will be amazing. Not that you understand the fun of messing with humans, or inhabiting their bodies. In any case I am gonna take what I want and go, so don’t be getting in the way.” A faint red glow appears from his eyes, spreading throughout the smoke, mixing with it.
Vallen wanted to intimidate this young Azarias, to see Azarias scared would be such a treat. Not that he has ever managed to, any attempt to scare him or mess with him had always just pissed him off. It didn’t matter which part of him was present, you would think one of the four would at least jump at his sudden appearances in the past.
Behind Azarias’s eyes a flame began to grow, burning brightly as a rising heat grew in his chest. Vallen was unprepared for the sudden tiny hand grasping his wrist. The fact he could be touched when out of body was a feat only those born along side him could do, those who knew the time before the different races were a thing. Sometimes he could manage to avoid it, but not much could be done once held captive.
The cocky look disappeared immediately and he began looking at him with puppy eyes. Attempting to appeal to his better side. Well after frantically trying to tug his arm away didn’t work, such a tiny hand yet the grip was intense!
“Azarias, please lets..” His words came to a stop as he took in the golden eyes glaring daggers at him. The boy was shorter then him but let out a very dominating aura, the pressure in the room heavy he could feel it even though he was in his spirit form!
This..this was the hardest one of them to communicate with! Fire was so unreasonable and instinctive, prideful as well. He hated anyone looking down at him and always went straight to fighting for anything, great in battle but difficult to have a conversation with. After all with his one set mind how could one make him even consider other options? After all once the flame starts burning it keeps on growing, eating everything in its path intill it is satisfied.
“Wait! Please, forgive me! Let’s talk about this like civil pe-” Before he could utter another word he felt a hot pain form where Azarias’s hand was.
“Leave Us be and do not appear around Us or Neal again, or We will make you regret it scum, thinking you can get the best of Us? We would punish you more properly, however We do not want your screams awaking Neal” Azarias’s voice was low and dark, eyes narrowed unbothered by the tearing up spirit trying to pull on his heart strings. Not only did he say he was going to try and take Neal’s body, he looked down on him which made him feel very annoyed. How he wanted to smack this spirit till his tongue fell out.
Seeing as tears weren’t working they stopped almost immediately. Vallene giving a quick shake of his head as he attempted to pull his wrist out of Azarias’s hand. If only he had his own body, but since he was just in spirit form his powers were significantly less then Azarias. Such was fun for the thrill, but not when dealing with this situation. As appealing as some punishment sounded, this flames of rage were not pleasurable at all! Leave it to Azarias to make torture so unappealing, then again their was only one person he truly enjoyed such things from.
Seeing this submission pleased Azarias, but it did not ease his anger enough to cool down. He wasn’t satisfied till he quite literately threw Vallene through the window, spinning off into the night.
“Hmp, thinking he can take whatever body he wants all the time. How dare he consider taking what is ours” He huffed to himself, face slightly pink from his anger and the raging heat within him. It all quickly melted away as soon as his golden eyes landed on the still sleeping Neal.
Good, he hadn’t woken up during any of that. Such a heavy sleeper, Vallene was lucky for that. Azarias would have been much more pissed if Neal had woken up, he wanted to cuddle with him a bit longer after all before the sun rose.
He went on to do just that. Golden eyes fading away to become mismatched again. His body snuggling in close, a small hand grasping onto one of Neal’s fingers. They slept like this peacefully for the rest of the night.
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Vallene took off flying as soon as he regained control of his body, well his spiritual form.
“That was so scary! Jeez, Azarias is always such a buzz kill. Taking everything so seriously and getting all angry, ugh it just had to be Fires turn this cycle didn’t it. At least with another one of them I might have been able to make him piss his pants, or shiver, or something better then that! At least try talking things out before going straight to violence!” He gently caressed his injured wrist, now he would have to deal with the injury appearing on bodies he took intill it got healed. So annoying.
Perhaps he should go get his own body and come back for some revenge against Azarias?
Excited he grins, slowing down as he shut his eyes and tried to search out for the body.
His grin fell as he could not feel it.
Where was..
..unless.
His eyes shot open as he realized that getting his body was probably going to be very difficult if she really took it and hid it from him again.
“Fuck me”
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