<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/6d/28/af/6d28afd0f22c12fe1528790f96d14355.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>The twin fiery orbs glowing back at him through the shadows caused the young male to freeze. Snow gasped, and the silver leash clanked melodious as he slowly sank down to his knees, he trembled as he glanced down at his dead master whom lay between him and his assassin.  His chest rose and fell rapidly and heart began race with panic...but the young shifter was too shocked and too frightened to run.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/ee/82/c1/ee82c17db58726babe3c715629c37f52.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>His blue eyes looked up toward the savage glowing red set of eyes that seemingly continued to dissect at him through the darkness.  Immediately Snow recognized his disadvantage and he took a submissive posture on his hands and knees hoping she wouldn't harm him......<br/><br/>Just as he feared the worst, brisk foot walked into the back stage and into his master's office....blocking all exits.  Perceiving the larger number of new unwelcome guests behind to be the greater threat, Snow quickly turned around. Three armed vampire guards fanned out on either side of a tall blonde vampiress who stood in the door way.<br/><br/>Gwen wore long soft white winter coat, and sparkling white dress and she arched her brow taking a long drag from her elegant fine stone studded twelve inch, slender, filter..... Although Snow had some difficulty in the darkness, Gwen the vampiress in the expensive full length white fur coat do not.<br/><br/>Gwen grinned back at the Norna Hunteress..... however her six younger male vampire guards shifted uneasily, as serving prior in the fleet...the Norna for one were not to be taken lightly... and since there was a Military Destroyer docked, the chances of her working for the Empire were greatly increased, so even if they did gun her down, it would mean the death penalty and or worse if they were tied to the murder.<br/><br/>"Aww.... a Norna," she remarked with disdainful smooth puff of peppermint scented smooth.  "However much your employer is paying you to hunt this... this... whatever this pretty thing is, I will double it," she announced as she continued to move forward to inspect the frightened male.<br/><br/>Snow shifted uneasily and moved closer to the body of his dead master... "No you are not allowed to touch! He said no touching," He insisted.<br/><br/>Gwen only smirked as she snatched his the leash and slowly began to tug him closer.  "Well you belong to me now, my scrumptious horderve," she declared.... but just then, Snow used the key that he had slipped from his master's pocket and unlocked the collar.<br/><br/>"No!"  he snapped back defiantly. But in a flash, Gwen siezed him by his long flowing wintry hair  and dangled the collar back in front of him.<br/><br/>"Feisty aren't you?" she teased and and then twisted harshly,  "Put it back on," she commanded sternly.<br/><br/>Suddenly Snow's celestial blue eyes, darkened, and he glared up at the vampiress and with a slow deliberate motion he touched the leash....<br/><br/>Suddenly the air in the room went cold.... followed shortly after by Gwen's horrified shriek of both pain and terror as she watched her connected to the chain suddenly turn from silky smooth, to a horrid purple as it was instantly flash frozen. The young shifter did have one advantage over PURE BRED VAMPIRES....  unless they had a suit to regulate their body temperature in cold weather they would get stiff and freeze solid!<br/><br/>Naturally against another warmblooded opponent, his powers had relatively mild affects, other than perhaps mild hyperthermia, but it would not kill or maim, just so long as they get warmed back up....<br/><br/>Still holding the leash, Snow Jerked the chain downward against Gwen's frozen closed fist....and she screamed once more... this time louder as her fingers popped out of socket and shattered glass into crunchy crimson crumbs on the floor..... The injury would easily regenerate put the pain and after one look at her one destroyed hand, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.<br/><br/>Before the guards had time to set their sights. Suddenly the room was filled with a blast of light, followed by the deafening, bone rattled sound of thunder that shook the walls of the entire buildings.<br/><br/>-----<br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #00FFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">DRAGON FORM  </span></span></div><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://secure.static.tumblr.com/8eefb080fa7d1deb46011071a50d208e/d9qrhrq/k3Rn95b0g/tumblr_static_tumblr_static_filename_1280.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>OUT of the light two great white wings emerged, and with one powerful downward motion he sent every thing and every one that wasn't tied down flying against the wall!<br/><br/>The office suddenly seemed too small to as now as he was now as big as a clydesdale only lower to the ground, with massive white wings, long neck tail and the shimmering pearly white scales that radiated wonderful colorful hues of the low lighting....<br/><br/>Snow was not at all what most people pictured the stereotypical dragon to be. His shimmering white opalescent scales were not frigid plates of ice or diamond. But rather smooth pearly discs that where warm and silky soft to the touch. Even his the bristles on his back, though looking appearing to be jagged spikes, they where malleable soft fuzzy white velvet... much like the velvet on deer antlers...<br/><br/>Despite its beautiful and seemingly vulnerable appearance, the dragon's teeth, his long whip like tail that snapped and cracked throughout the office still made him a menacing opponent  in these confined spaces!<br/><br/>His sharp dagger like talons pierced Gwen's skull without so much of an after as he rushed out of his master's office! However two perhaps overly zealous  young vampire guards rushed to pursue.... but they forgot missed judged the reach of the  of the dragon's long whip like tail.... As they rounded the corner, the first guards head was caved in! And then second one taking out by the vicious reverse swing, the tibia  snapped, and he fell back down the stairs howling as the lower tibia dangled about uselessly on small ribbon of flesh where the white jagged edge of the bone had popped  out.<br/><br/><br/>Blinded, by rage and fear, Instinctively the young dragon rushed to get to the roof...    But the moment he appeared like he was about to make the leap... Snow's limbs locked up and he suddenly stopped in his tracks! Snow had never learned to fly... he never needed to before... it was then several fighters streaked over head... and then several other quick hovering assault vehicles began to swarm over him to keep his focus off of the special forces being drop off behind him.<br/><br/>Out of pure panic and desperation! Snow leapt off edge of four story building!<br/><br/><br/><br/>-----<br/>......HIGH LORD GENERAL OBSERVING FROM ABOVE...<br/><br/><br/>Hearing the news! Men, fighters, and equipment began pouring out of the Red Star like a wasp nest, coming to swarm around the dragon<br/><br/>General Cortez stood on the command deck observing everything from above on his Moniter.  His voice boomed through out the entire destroyer's communication channels of both pilots and ground forces and destroyer alike.... even in he galley and the cargo bay, flight hangars....and rattled the latrines!<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"IF you shoot it! I will gut all of you!" Cortez snapped.  "Don't let it get away! don't let that dragon jump! Its going to Jump! We may never find it again if it jumps!  ...... DON'T!"</span></span>Cortez roared, but then he fell silent as the great powerful creature that they had been searching for over an entire year ....leapt! General Cortez held his breath.... and he watched in horror as the creature floated softly  back down the road below...<br/><br/><br/>"Yes! Look! Look! High Lord General! they have it now! thank goodness it didn't fly away!" Exclaimed, Lt Serres, but Cortez merely watched the screen, and he slowly let his hand off the Com link... and paused for another long moment after the anti-climatic ending of the hunt.<br/><br/>"Lt Serres..." Cortez called in a dangerously low tone.<br/><br/>"Yes, High, Lord, General...?" Lt Serres asked worriedly.<br/><br/>Cortez looked away from the monitor..... "Is it possible...that after a year of searching, we have successfully succeeding in captured the one only damned Ghost Dragon in the galaxy that can't fly?" he inquired.<br/><br/>Lt Serres blinked, and paused before doing his best find some optimism in his response "Um... that...that would be an extremely unfortunate turn of events, High Lord General... but none the less at least we will not return empty handed, " he replied back.<br/><br/>Cortez clenched his fists and his large armor plated gloves into a fists,  "Oh it will fly...Serres... It will fly! I will make it fly!" .... he turned expecting to see the dragon being prepared to be taken aboard..... when the monitor was put out a painful bright white Light! Cortez hissed and quickly shielded his eyes from the brightness.  Moments later, the light dissipated from the monitor revealing the slack empty slack ropes and the rest of his men in that same street crawling on their hands and knees, suffering from temporary blindness!<br/><br/>Worst yet.... the dragon had apparently vanished!<br/><br/><br/>"Where did it go dammit? How did we just lose flightless dragons?" Cortez snarled.<br/><br/>"I don't know, High General?" Lt. Serres exclaimed in shock and begna switching the images around from each unmanned drone.... "Its gone!" he gasped.<br/><br/>"Quick go back to drone one! replay the last ten seconds slow motion!"  General Cortez commanded... "Slower! Slower!" he insisted... and then millionths of a second after burst of white light, he saw a ghostlike glowing form of a young young un identified male run leaping over his dazed warriors....<br/><br/>Switching the Communications back on, General Cortez's voice once again boom through out every speaker and ear piece.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"> Its a Shifter! Its still there somewhere!  bind it so that it can't shift again! Preferably in its human form </span></span>Cortez Commanded, and with a quick nod to Lt Serres, the blurred ghost like image of the shifter running past the stunned soldiers and sent to every monitor.<br/><br/>------<br/>HUMAN FORM<br/><br/><br/>The young male fled into a dark alley, and used his master's id card to slip back into the Sanguine Crystal!  Panting softly, Snow glanced around and was still... but all he heard was his own frightened loud gasps as he struggled to catch his breath.  Snow swallowed hard, as he glanced behind, but it he realized it was own bare feet on the hard floor reverberating against the walls...  For the most part it seemed, everyone had evacuated the building....<br/><br/>Snow quickly scanned the id once more... this time it lead him into a kitchen were food was prepared for other creatures, besides vampires. Thinking quickly, he tied the tied the corners of together and began stuffing cleared a shelf full of can't strawberry desert! and snatched a large bit of french bread and began hummingly softly as he ate it.... his bright blue eyes now set on the large fridges to see what they might be preparing for the next meal......<br/><br/>"Yuck," he muttered to himself as he tossed aside the wriggling sheets of green vitamin packed veggie jello. Then for a moment he stiffened.... and the hairs stood on his neck.... he sensed a presence.<br/><br/>The young shifter quickly ducked in behind the counter clutched his bundle protectively.  He could feel it... it was close.... he had killed Gwen and severed the blood bond between them.... but he felt another presence.... and he couldn't help have the feeling that it sensed him too.<br/><br/>Finally he called out to the darkness, "Third Meal isn't ready yet," he announced loudly, trying to come up with valid excuse for being in the kitchen's alone.