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// For Desecrating 
// Story: A Bridge Between Brothers 
// by Rammy 
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ബഐബഐബഐ Smaug ബഐബഐബഐ


I kept my gaze on the scroll I was 'translating' as H.K. walk by mumbling as he did. I had never seen him so agitated or frustrated and he was progressively getting worse as the the days dragged onto a week since my arrival. First it was the mumbling every couple of hours which I ignored as even I was myself becoming increasing frustrated by the massive task that could take months if not more because of the complete disarray the library was in. But then on several occasions I could detect the faintest hints of aborted fire breath.

I waited for him to leave then quickly but quietly followed him. I manged to make my way to the foyer just as H.K. neared the top of the 'Spiral Spire.' Just like every other time... He had given an explanation that he needed to keep a close eye on the ley lines and that it was easier to 'feel' the leyonic pole from the top of the Spire, but then he would stare down at the gang. At first I thought he was keeping an eye on Garble but it became clear over time that he was actually watching the hatchling. 

"As for the hatchling, he was suppose to be safe with his sister while I attempted to deal with this..." 

It wasn't safe here so why couldn't he drive them off or send the hatching back? I'd seen him fight full grown dragons without the use of flight, flame, or even his sword Leafcutter! He clearly trusted Garble, even though he bares the scars of a dishonored one, so it wasn't a case of lack of wings to return the hatchling to his sister... 

Normally I would ignore all this as none of my business but I could tell he was losing control. Something that I understood and, yet, didn't. He was acting more like a hurt and mewing whelp then the Dragon Warrior he is. Why he didn't leave and vent? I could easily remain here and monitor the hatchling and the ley lines while he went away and did whatever he needed to cool off. His lack of restraint risked not only my life but the life of the entire world. I was going to need to confront him like he did for me after... then... but how?





I was still figuring that out when less then an hour later H.K. once again walked towards the exit. If I was going deal with H.K. now would be the time as time wasn't on anyone's side. I quickly moved to block his exit.

"Why did you call me here?"

"I needed you to speed up deciphering..." H.K. grumbled as he tried to move around me.

"No, you don't." I interrupted, pinching my brow. "This clearly is a ancient library of Chimeraian origins and for a race that is so chaotic their language, both spoken and written, has remained very stable over many millennia. While the script here appears to be the oldest I have ever seen it's still not that far off from the modern Chimeraian. I can probably find a dozen or so from Hell's Gate or Port Klippfisk who could help you that wouldn't also help themselves to trinkets."

For a moment I thought that H.K. would deflect my questioning but he then let out almost defeated sigh. "When was the last time you checked the Dragon Heritage Memories and compare really compare them to what you have written down?"

"Watch it Dragon Warrior." I growled out, not liking where he was heading. I was not happy to be reminded of then, of my loss. If he thought that he could use that to stop me he was sadly mistaken and suicidal.

"When, Shaman of the Hollowed Fire Mountain." 

My eyes narrowed, of course I knew when. I could count it out to the exact day, hour, and second. "Enough of your games." I hissed, "Just state your reason plainly!"

"I need dragon magic."

I sat back in shock of the absurdity of what H.K. just said. He needs dragon magic!? I had seen him summon Leafcutter and teleport around like it was nothing, and teleportation takes a ton of magic and concentration. Something that is hard for any dragon, even I, with all the runes I have carved on my scales I struggle to do it. Then there was the very weak ward he placed on the library.

I didn't get a chance to voice my confusion as I was distracted by the sudden sounds of what seemed to my ears to be lots of books and scrolls shifting around. 

"Is it... did I..." I stuttered in panic as I looked around to see scrolls, books, and other artifacts float up then spin or zip around. I was sure I had not used magic, but, in my anger... Sigh, being vaporized by a ley line cascade was not how I pictured my death.

"No.' H.K. gulped as his shakily looked around. "But it mostly likely will... as I doubt he will listen to reason."

"He?"

"Grab Spike, the hatchling, and flee to Equestria... with any luck you will get far enough away before the cascade..."

Flee?! How is that going to help? What is going on!?

DESECRATOR! A voice angrily shouted. Or at least it seemed be be shouted. With the amount of mana in the air the word seemed to vibrate deep into me so I couldn't tell for sure.

"Shaman you need to leave," H.K. whispered, "now."

I, however, had no chance to do anything as a massive flash of light engulfed the entire library, blinding me and knocking back from the shock. It took a moment before my vision returned and when it did there was a male mix-matched creature of at least ten different animals hovering not too far from us glaring down at H.K.

There was only one creature that I know of that looked like that: Discord. What the self proclaim 'Spirit of Chaos' was doing here or how he got here I knew not. Last I heard he was imprisoned in stone in the land of the ponies. None of that matter though, because if Discord was causing the mana build up we had to stop him fast before he set off the leyonic pole all without setting it off ourselves.

"Discord I-" Whatever H.K. was going to say was cut off as the draconequus rushed forward and grabbed him by the neck.

"Do I look like a bear named Pooh?" Discord sneered as he lifted up H.K. into the air with H.K. struggling in his grip. "I might, might have forgiven you if you had been here alone... But a gang of laughing teenager dragons?! No. There is nothing you can say that will save you from my wrath for disturbing the final peace of my people!"

His people? Final peace? What is going on!? I found myself suddenly torn between assisting H.K. in battle and doing as he requested. Though I wasn't torn for long as I suddenly heard his voice booming in my head. 

GO!