"Jrax'eer Nimolos. Would you betray your family, your elders?" He spoke, the sound shaking any soul that was listening to their core. "Would you betray your entire race?!" The voice raised from just simply speaking to a predators roar. "ANSWER ME HALF BREED!!!"<br/><br/>Jrax'eer raised his head and found the elder tribunals glowing silver eyes. "I will do what I have done." His voice remained calm, his shoulders carrying the weight of an  infinite future. "I will fight, and I will die." His eyes scanning each face of the council. "You choose to stay shrouded by your trivial differences and you remain blinded to-"<br/><br/>"Watch your tongue mutant. Remember that your place is beneath us and you should act as such." Another council member said, smiling with such arrogance that Jrax'eers fists clenched in disdain. The council member turned to the man next to him. "I believe that our lowly outcast is growing irritated." There was laughter amongst the council.<br/><br/>It took every ounce of willpower that he had, but Jrax managed to swallow his pride. "If you choose to walk this road you will lose everything." Jrax'eer felt his blood begin to burn and his voice rose to a shout. "An infinite number of lives will be destroyed because of your arrogance! You are the catalyst t-"<br/><br/>Silence half breed! We will not tolerate th-"<br/><br/>"DO NOT SILENCE ME FOOL! Your blood will rain down from the stars into an ocean of your annihilated species!" Jrax raised his blood coated sword to point in accusation. "Their blood will be on your hands! There will be no penance for this crime and you will burn eternally for this neglect of your people! Your children! Your childrens children! They will all know the consequences of your failure!"<br/><br/>Jrax'eer turned and walked through the archway leading out of the council chamber and the scene shifted in a cloud of ash. What once was the Drakon imperial palace became a field of murder. Corpses covered the ground as far as Jrax'eer could see and his sword was held with a white knuckle grip. They came at him in a blur and struck at him with sheer ferocity. Dodging and weaving between their blows as best he could he still found himself bleeding from his arm and chest. His sword was a flash as it cut down on his enemies, however, and he knew he would not die craven. The blade found a mark underneath an arm, cutting through ribs and spilling blood. Jrax'eers foe collapsed with a satisfying scream. The others were on him though. Blades collided in air sending sparks in all directions, the brilliant light illuminating the ashened battleground. Again his blade found a mark. Parrying the blow of his enemy, Jrax'eer brought the weapon down on his head. Blood ran from the wound and the sectionof his head that was shorn off fell to the ground, quickly followed by the body.<br/><br/>Then he heard her. A woman calling for him in the midst of war. His eyes darted across the gods forsaken place to find it's source. He turned to find her, a glowing pink figure in the blood and ash soaked hell. His hand raised toward her and he felt her touch on his fingertips and took a step, but too late. The sword ran through his midsection and Jrax'eer had only time enough to look at it before he collapsed to his knees. The familiar taste of copper filled his mouth and left his mouth to run down his chin. He looked to her with forest green eyes that grew wide in their final moments.<br/><br/><br/>The terror of the scream could only be matched by the appearance of the man who made it. Smoked green scales covered his body as his eyes glowed the deep green of his transcendent form. Claws extended as the dream still held him in it's embrace and wouldn't let go, but something brought him back to reality. A scent. An unfamiliar scent. Jrax'eers form slowly reverted as his eyes scanned his new surroundings. His hands went to his face and he felt the bandages that were placed there. He looked down to see his midsection bandaged as well, his armor on a small table near him. He saw his weaponry there as well. His instincts told him he was not being held captive. The green scales retreated returning his skin to it's usual pale hue as his eyes scanned the room trying to find the scent, and there she was. A woman with vibrant pink hair. She looked so familiar to him. The glow of his eyes returned to normal and his somber forest green eyes found her magnificent blue ones. For what felt like an eternity they held each others gaze.