Noodle

--Contains high violence, blood, and a lot of awesomeness-

Krypton." Xenon stood up, his bright white scales gleamed in the sunlight bathing Noble.  He opened his silver wings, the sunlight gleamed from their surface.

"Yes?" Krypton asked, basking in the sun's rays, his golden scaly hide, creating small spotty reflections.

"How's for a flight?" Xenon began, arching his neck to sniff the air.  I'll outfly you today."  He flashed Krypton a toothy grin.

Krypton huffed, clawing gently at the ground.  "You can't outfly me.  You never have."  He gloated as he stood up.  He was slightly taller than Xenon.  "But, we shall see!" Krypton whipped out his long, beautiful silvery wings and raised his tail.

Xenon leaped up first before Krypton could orient himself for a leap.

"Xenon!" Krypton protested, jumping into the air after him, his powerful back legs flexing and the air being forced under his wings.  "Xenon! C'mon! Wait!"

Xenon slowed, flaring his leathery wings.  "Alright, fine...You're just too slow.." he sighed beating his wings again.

Krypton could nearly reach out and touch Xenon's whipping tail before Krypton tucked his wings, diving under Xenon at a quickening pace.  "Too slow for you?"  Krypton gloated, looking back and spreading his wings once more, "Try and catch up!" he taunted.

Huffing, Xenon took off after him, Krypton not slowing.  Xenon approaching Krypton's whipping spine-ended tail.  Krypton beat his wings harder.  "Not so easy!"

"Alright!" Xenon yelled out, flaring his tiring wings, "You win...again.."  He panted, sticking out his tongue.

"Hmph, you didn't seem to try too hard, Xenon." Krypton commented, before softening his expression as he peered back at Xenon's wounded neck, from where a ballista nearly killed him a couple months back.  "Well, maybe next time, I'll go alittle easier on you."

"That would be nice, Krypton." Xenon replied, beating his wings again before a quick shot of pain stung his underside behind his left foreleg.  "We're under attack!" Xenon roared, peering down at the barracks under them. "You chose the wrong dragons to attack!" he growled before roaring.

Krypton growled before diving down and to the right, folding his wings tight against him.  "Ego terra est flamma!  Ego Terra est Mortalitis!" Krypton began, a sphere black as night formed between his horns.  He beat his wings, snarling, "Darkness on the Edge of Power!" Fangs bared, Krypton let loose the sphere, crashing into and crumbling one of the archery towers.  "Stay out of range and keep moving!" Krypton retaliated as an arrow whizzed past his head close enough he could hear it swooshing past him.

"Not easy, Krypton! Then we can't attack!" Xenon roared, being interrupted as another arrow bounced from his underside scales, not traveling fast enough to penetrate.

"Dive in!" Krypton snarled, beating his wings and soaring higher.

Xenon followed as Krypton tucked his wings in preparing for a dive.

"Da'raka, ata!" a feminine voice screamed. A dragon with a short, strait horn on it's nose raced past, beating her wings. Below her curved horns, horns curved down around the sides of her jaw.

Krypton whirled around.. "She speaks the ancient language..". He hissed under his breath. He looked over at Xenon and nodded.

Krypton folded his wings, "Ata! Flam! Non maar'casa". He roared.

Before Krypton could beat his wings again, The dragon-like creature screamed again, swooping down and snatching an archer in her jaws.  She beat her wings before shaking her head savagely before letting the limp being fall a sure death to the ground.  She looked up at Krypton and bared her fangs.  "To battle." She hissed.  "You can call me Noodle."

Krypton cocked his head.  "Noodle?" ...  "Whut?"

"I'll explain later.  But I'm a.." She inhaled deeply, "Magic-Flying-Uni-Ram-Corn-Dragon."

"What?" Xenon nudged in.
"What?....." Krypton pondered.  "And you're a what?.."

"Magic-Flying-Uni-Ram-Corn-Dragon...I'd suggest you take me seriously, though." She replied, making sure they saw her blood-tainted fangs.  Her small, silver scales glimmered in the sunlight.  She beat her strong golden-brown colored wings, same color as both sets of her horns.  Her underside scales, larger and a yellow-gray cream color.

"We take all our allies seriously, even if their names are..rather different.."  Xenon replied, not meaning to offend.

Noodle huffed, slightly flustered at Xenon's response.  "You'll learn, white-scaled." She growled, her voice growing cocky.

"Ata!!  Non maar'casa!" She screamed baring her blood-coated fangs and diving again.  Krypton dove after her, veering right and landing near the front entrance.  He reared up on his back legs flaring and balancing himself with his wings.

"Hey!" He bellowed as an arrow dug into his back scales, trying to penetrate deeper than the surface layer,  "We want no more, but if you force us to continue, we will fight back!"

The attacks stopped.  "Foul beasts," a cocky soldier croaked. "You lie.  You love this.  You love the taste of blood and the cries of war!"

Krypton was taken aback. "No!" He roared, "We've...lost so many..Don't you understand?!  This is getting either side nowhere!"

"Lies..Attack!!" A greatsword-weilding commander roared, and the screams of warriors and knights charged for Krypton.

Krypton paused before bounding into the air. "Fine, then, you deserve no mercy!"  Krypton roared.  "Xenon, flank right, Noodle, you flank back and I'll stay here!"

Xenon looked back before beating his silvery wings before releasing a blinding stream of flames and letting out a screaming roar.  The flames ignited their target, a thatch-roofed tower and spreading down the tower.

Noodle hissed, baring claws and diving, she landed on a lifeless armored warrior.  Her claws dug through the dented steel, tearing into and freeing the blood trapped.  She lowered her head snapping at an agressing archer nearby before taking off once more.  She bit down hard, blood spraying into her mouth as she knocked her head back and gnawing again.  Life liquid flowed like rapids into her mouth.  She paused to savor it's taste before swinging her head.  A horrible ripping noise ensued as she gave her head one final swing.  Even Noodle was taken aback at the brutality of her own action as flesh was ripped from the once proud warrior, hanging half in and out of her mouth, she waited until the sure-dead corpse thumped haplessly into the ground before swallowing the remains.  Her fangs remained cloaked in the human's poisoned blood and bits of muscle stuck in her fangs.

Krypton looked over, unable to overcome the temptation, he dove, grasping an archer in his left claw, ripping the study wooden bow from his grip with his other.  He greedily began to tear at him.  His claws became tainted deep crimson before he hissed and threw him down, slamming into another lightly armored fighter, killing them both.  "Non Maar'casa!  ...You asked for this...And you're getting my worst!"

Xenon hissed at the archermen in the tower burned down.  Bows aimed at his face.  They had no chance to fire before Xenon grabbed one of them, digging hits claws into him, promptly throwing him back down, slamming into the tower.

"We give!...Stop!..." one of them cried from beneath crushing bodies.

Xenon paused, "Good, now if your companions would agree..."  he growled before flying off.

Noodle flanked the Southwest, diving and keeping her wings folded, grabbing a mounted knight in her jaws and slapping his horse away with a singe whip of her tail.  She beat her wings, ascending and looking down on the fiery bloody battlefield, her pupils slitting. Noodle immediately ended the soldiers struggling with a swift snap of her jaws.  Her fangs sank deep and she didn't let up, driven further into unending rage, letting up only after the sound of cracking ribs sounded in her mouth.  She began to shake her head, dragging her prey along like a rat.  Her rage burned inside her before the human was ripped from her jaws by the sheer force and more terrible sounds of tearing ensued.  Blood spraying out and into Noodle's jaws.  She hissed contently before once again swallowing what was left.

Krypton landed, baring bloody fangs.  He let out an earsplitting roar, loud enough to stop the horses in their rampaging tracks.  "Stop if you still want to live another day!"

The words spread like a wildfire and soon the entire area was sounding to the words "Halt, halt!"  Soon, the battlefield came at ease, that is, until Noodle snapped at another archer, not hesitating to throw it across the field in a blood-soaked mess.

"Noodle!" Krypton reprimanded.

Saying nothing more, Noodle slowed herself, still breathing heavily.  She landed and began calming down.

"We have one simple request." Krypton began looking at both Xenon and Noodle, who had both landed and folded their wings next to him. "Let us leave and there will be no more slaughter, no more fire and no more roars." Krypton's loud, slightly raspy voice could be heard clearly for miles.

"I will wait word from the jarl, Beast."

Krypton hissed, putting the person in his place.  "Don't call me beast." he huffed.  "We are simply protecting ourselves..."

The individual didn't respond, until one whispered in his ear.  

"This comes from the jarl..." He began, mustering himself to stand infront of Krypton. "If you spit one puff of flame, knock over one stick of wood, or show any further signs of aggression, we will fight until all three of you are dead."

"I can agree as long as you all can agree to the same terms." Krypton replied simply, taking a step forward.

"We do." He replied, hesitantly sheathing his longsword.

Krypton huffed, "Xenon, Noodle, lets go." He said before leaping into the air.  Xenon followed, motioning for Noodle.  She followed.  Each dragon flew into each others turbulence, making for a bumpy flight, until out of sight, Noodle let out a screeching roar and a blast of flame.  

As Noble came into sight, Krypton descended, before touching down and promptly folding his wings.  He laid down, looking up and waiting on the others.

They too, landed softly, before Noodle interrupted the peace.

"Why did you give up?" She asked, growling slightly and picking at the bits of unrecognizable flesh from between her fangs.

"Give up?" Krypton laughed.  "We didn't give up.  We left.  Xenon and I weren't itching for a fight either..Just trying to outfly each other again.  But you, you seemed to be having a blast."  Krypton replied, walking over to the edge of camp to retrieve some cloth.  He trotted over to Xenon, and wrapped his left foreleg and securing it with a bit of saliva.  "This will heal up on its own, Xenon." Krypton whispered in his ear.  "Anyways, Noodle.."

"You could say I was having a bit of fun." Noodle replied, smiling demonically and licking her lips.  "Hungry, as shown.  I've also..." She paused, "done a few flyby killings too.  Sounds like, though, you all are fighting a war."

"For years." Xenon butted in.  Noodle looked closely at Xenon, focusing her attention to a massive round-shaped scar at the base of his neck.

"What happened?" She asked.

"This?" Xenon began, "A spear." Xenon sketched it's approximate thickness in the ground, about an inch and a half.

"And you survived that?!" Noodle exclaimed, her bright wheat-colored eyes wide.

"If Krypton didn't heal me, no." Xenon sighed.

Krypton nodded.  "He has stopped breathing for a few seconds as the healing spell is painful...Just adding to the pain that he had already nearly died enduring."

Xenon nodded.  "It will will be sore for the rest of my life..A reminder of how close I was to dying."

Noodle nodded, softening her expression before Krypton looked back over at her.

Krypton began again, "...We really haven't officially met, have we?" He began, stepping closer to Noodle and Xenon. "I'm Krypton."

The white dragon began, "I'm Xenon." He began, opening his silver wings.

"I'm Noodle, not completely a dragon, but..Mostly." The silver dragon-like creature began.  Her wings, a darker golden color than Krypton's scales. Her large, hard underside scales were cream in color.  Her dragon-horns curved at their tips, and her ram-like horns curved down the sides of her head, ending at the back-end of her jaw.

"And what, exactly are you?" Krypton began, sitting up.  "It wasn't clear in the heat of battle."

"Me?  I'm a.. Magic-Flying-Uni-Ram-Corn-Dragon.."

"Long species name..Hmm...I may have heard of your kind before.  Able to speak An'icen Da'rak fairly fluently, able to perform powerful destruction magic, and fly without complete use of your wings." Krypton rambled.

"Well, you could say. I can fly without complete use of my wings.  But it's very subtle." She licked her fangs again. "But damn," she strayed off topic, "The humans in this world taste good..much better than where I'm from."

Krypton and Xenon stayed silent.

"Okay, enough of that." She began.  "What were you all doing to get caught up in that?"

"Krypton and I were trying to outfly each other." Xenon began before turning to Krypton. "Come on, you know I'm injured, can't you go a little easier on me?"

"I will..next time.." He replied.

"I could outfly all of you." Noodle began, spreading her wings.  "How about I prove it.."

"I could go for that.  How about twenty minutes.  We just finished fighting a battle, you know." Krypton replied.

"I'm not concerned, but if it's what you want to do, then alright."

"You say you can beat Krypton?" Xenon questioned.

"You all haven't seen me fly.." Noodle replied, becoming more cocky by the minute.

"Well," Krypton boasted, "You haven't seen me fly either!"

Noodle's eyes lit up again, and she puffed a small flame from between her fangs. "We...will see."