Shaking my head, I dug into the food on the bowl and found it quite good, especially the fruits. Fruits is not something we normally ate. Dragons are predators, not omnivores, but they tasted nice and sweet.

Typo. The word you want is carnivore, not predator. Bears, humans and wild boars are all predators who happen to also be omnivores.

I wonder if he meant 'heretic' literally.

Heretic literally means 'free thinker'. As in someone who makes up their own mind about things rather than believing only what Authority tells them to. In common usage in a medieval setting, it typically means any difference, even the tiniest, in beliefs between the accused and the accuser -- the proper word for such a person is actually apostate, not heretic.
 
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I surged onto my feet, raising my arm and my shield flickered into existence as he pulled the trigger.

The inn filled with screaming and smoke as the shot thundered through the enclosed space and the heavy lead projectile flattened against my shield.

Growling to myself, I stepped around the table, pulling my dagger from my belt, allowing it to lengthen into a rapier. "You dare attack us, mortal…"

"MAGIC! CHAOS SPAWN, BEGONE TO THE HELL THAT SPAWNED YOU!"

He charged and he wasn't alone. As the inhabitants of the inn fled in panic trying to get out of the way, soldiers in heavy armour marched inside, armed with short pikes.

No space to transform back. The inn was almost in the basement of the building above. I might fit, but then I would be trapped and Zrazta turning back might bring the building down on us.

No time to plan.

I could feel more than see Zrazta readying her fire behind me as I met the maniacs charge, my blade meeting his. His eyes widened in surprise as my weapon cut his in half and I turned, gripping it in both hands as it shifted to a heavy broadsword.

His neck didn't present any more resistance than his sword had and my weapon shifted again into a dagger as I avoided a thrust from a solider before he caught a fireball and was blasted off his feet into a companion.

No time to thank Zrazta, I stepped to the side, grabbing a pike when it stabbed towards me before ripping it from the hand of its owner and clobbering him over the head with it. Stepping forward, I shifted my dagger to a heavy mace and slammed it into the chest at the next man that charged me.

The air was filled with screams and the scent of blood as the battle raged on. Three charged me at once, I let loose a cone of cold towards them. They stumbled backwards and I moved past the tip of their pikes, my hammer shifting to a dagger.

I didn't bother seeking the joints or cracks in their armour, they were the same crap, unenchanted base metal as their weapons.

Stab, stab, stab and they fell. Avoid the pike heading for my back, touching his armour and force the metal to form spikes on the inside.

He went down screaming as his protection turned against him.

I stopped and looked around. Zrazta and I were the only ones standing anymore, the rest had either fled out the door or were screaming on the floor.

Turning to look at her, she dropped her last attacker onto the floor from where she had ripped his throat out with her bare hands, her pure white dress drenched in blood.

"You okay, love?" I asked and flicked my weapon, getting what little blood that had stuck onto it off.

She nodded and idly licked some blood off her hand as she stepped over her fallen prey. "Never touched me. I think something may have distracted them."

"Wonder what that was?" I asked and shook my head before I sighed. "Well… this wasn't exactly according to plan."

"No," She agreed, "We must have messed up somehow. Somehow, somebody figured out we didn't belong and drew completely the wrong conclusion."

I nodded. "They seem to have something against magic here. Maybe it was my hair or something. Honestly, could be anything… And whatever it was, we should leave before more people get killed."

Zrazta nodded in agreement, looking down at the fallen. "They are suffering."

I shook my head. "We can't help them, love. No time."

Sighing, she finally nodded. "No… no we can't. I hope their healers will be able to help them."

Taking the lead to the door, I looked out into the barely-lit night. Screaming and bells ringing, the sound of armoured soldiers.

Closest squad was moving in this direction, but they were at the far end of the street.

"Let's go," I said with a nod. "Transform back as soon as we can and then fly south."

Zrazta nodded and followed me as I focused on my back and ran into the street, sheathing my weapon.

They were getting closer.

Finishing the weaving of my magic, I triggered the transformation and took to the air as soon as I felt myself settle into my real form, allowing my armour to deploy around me as I did.

I spared a glance back to see Zrazta beating her wings and taking to the air behind me, her own armour covering her body and wings as it deployed around her.

Sighing, I started to climb, not bothering to circle to gain altitude, instead just turning south as I climbed.

Zrazta climbed up next to me, her wings beating in the night and I glanced at her only for a fireball to flash past between us.

I gaped at it as it flew up into the night before I turned my head and shouted down at the city, "Fucking hypocrites!"

Coming after us for magic and then they throw fireballs at us!?

Arseholes!



AN// A big thanks to Grey Rook for betaing this section.
 
Typical adventurer response - they tried to kill us, lets kill them right back!

And of course, being Azeroth dragons, they are good at killing.
 
Typical adventurer response - they tried to kill us, lets kill them right back!

And of course, being Azeroth dragons, they are good at killing.
Well... Yes?
It's not just adventurers who will attempt self-defense in the face of "WE'RE GONNA KILL YOU, NO EXPLANATIONS ALLOWED!"
It's just that adventurers (and dragons, and draconic adventurers) sometimes win and get to tell stories, instead of the inquisitor stoically explaining how the daemon-spawn were beyond saving, total monsters, would have killed everyone if I didn't stop them, I would like that raise now.
 
Maybe they spotted them shapeshifting and thought they were using Transformation of Kadon?
 
Does some googling - so you think they thought the infiltrating heretics turned into dragons to get away?
 
As much as I want to complain, this kind of thing is generally a good idea in WH. Weird magic is something to stamp out right quick.
 
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"Does that happen often?" Zrazta asked from behind me.

I shook my head, my back leaned against her shoulder as I looked over my weapon, making sure it was properly clean. "Hardly ever," I sighed and then returned it to its sheath as I looked up at the stars above, a small fire crackling in the small clearing.

Zrazta was in her real form while I was in mortal form. Honestly, some things you really need hands for to get it right.

"That sucked," I sighed and frowned. "Wonder what tipped them off?"

"As you said, could have been anything."

"Mmm," I agreed as she nuzzled at my hair. "I guess we are lucky that they didn't actually have anything dangerous, at least on such short notice."

Zrazta nodded and settled her head down next to me in the grass as I scratched idly behind her small and still growing side horn.

"Stay here for a week?" I asked. "Or do you want to fly further south?"

She shrugged her wings. "Doesn't matter really. We are days' flight away from the closest humans and deep in the forest. Don't think they'll find us here."

Nodding, I reached and pulled my satchel closer before digging into it and pulling out the book and wand case I picked up in the alley. "Might as well get some practice done before bed, I have been putting it off long enough. I think Alexis is right, this magic does seem like it could be very practical in day to day life."

Zrazta nodded and watched with interest as I unboxed the wand and opened the book to review the instructions again.

"Lumos."

Nothing.

I frowned and cast the spell again, focusing on what I wanted to happen, replicating the wand movements exactly. "Lumos!"

Zip. Nada.

No reaction at all.

I frowned at her. "Am I doing it right?"

She shrugged. "Don't ask me. But it looks like when you did it before in the ice cream shop."

I looked at the wand and then tried the next thing, pointing it at a dried leaf while following the instructions again. Twist and turn and focus... "Ignis!"

No reaction.

"Lumos!"

This time I put some mana into my hand.

No reaction.

"...Is this thing broken?" I asked and waved the wand. "Lumos!"

Ugh!

I put it back into the satchel. "I'll just ask Alexis later."

"You do that," Zrazta agreed and put her head down across my lap. "She's the expert."

"Mmm." I sighed and scratched softly by her horn. "If it turns out that their kind of magic only works on Earth, that's kind of useless."

"Maybe a Wizard summon?"

"Yeah, maybe. Worth a shot, at least?" I agreed with a shrug and put everything away into the satchel, putting it to the side.

"Mmm."

"Wanna turn back? We might be able to get the blood off your dress before we return to Earth. Can't walk around like that."

She sighed and nodded. "Can't you just put an illusion on me?"

"I guess I could do that. At least until we get it cleaned, Castle must have a washing machine somewhere."

"Washing machine?"

I grinned and ran my hand along the bridge of her snout. "Don't worry about it, you'll see."

"Hmmh."

"...On the way back, want to go a different way than this?" I asked her with a frown. "Avoid these humans?"

Zrazta shook her head. "We can go this way. Just go the other way with the Jungle. No humans and there is plenty of food and possible summons there. Besides, the lizard people never saw us."

I nodded. "Safer than walking blind onto another Plane, at least." I agreed and leaned against her with a faint smile. "Now we just need to find somebody who would be interested in going."

"Perhaps Alexis' father knows somebody? He seems relatively well connected in scholarly circles?" Zrazta suggested and bumped at me with her nose. "Turn back?"

Grinning, I nodded and pulled away from her to get the room to do so. "Sounds like a plan."



AN// Many thanks to Grey Rook for betaing this part.
 
....either its potterverse exclusive magic (sapient "will of magic"?) or hes doing it wrong and there is a very simple solution.
 
Well of course it doesn't work in WH. Which brings up the question, is HP magic a local phenominon or a natural human trait the wizards have specialized in?
 
So are they gonna run into the elves, or the Beastmen?
 
Pretty certain the elves would not want to walk up to two random dragons without pretty good reason.

Keep an eye on them? Sure. Try to talk if they are spotted and not in a position to easily flee? Sure. Attack two flying tanks unless they really have to? Not so much.

Are the wood elves good enough at illusions that they could send one as an envoy? I suspect the elves would be very much down to telling the wandering dragons about where undead or skaven strongholds were, approximate force compositions, and estimates of treasure, maybe even offers of buying loot from there off their hands, possibly in return for a 'elves are off limits in theese lands' kind of deal?
 
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"Fuck that Plane!" I cursed as I crashed back into reality before I stared to the right. Lights. Sounds. Large.

Car.

There was the screech of tires and I scrambled to get out of the way and off the road into the forest, "FUCK THIS PLANE TOO!" I yelled back at the road.

Last day back in that fucking place we were attacked by elves! Fucking arseholes with bows and arrows! The friendliest place there was the jungle with dinosaurs and lizard people and that's likely because they didn't know we existed!

That was our scrambled escape from hundreds of the fuckers raining arrows at us!

Then we return from here and almost get hit by a motherfucking car!?

Fuck everything!

Growling, I fished Zrazta's soulstone from one of the satchels attached to my armour before sending her a small pulse of magic.

She reformed from fire and smoke, lighting up the dark of the night for a second. She stumbled, her wings spreading and she smashed through the underbrush before she growled and looked around.

"Elves?"

"Earth," I clarified and sighed, sitting down and folding my wings, "No elves. Just humans and fucking machines."

Zrazta tilted her head and twitched her head, her armour folded back as she moved up to nuzzle at the side of my helmet, "What happened?"

I grumbled and twitched my head, folding back my own helmet, "Landed on a road, almost got hit by a car."

Zrazta tilted her head and then nuzzled again, "But you are wearing the armour."

"Still a couple of tons of metal at very high speed. Would have hurt and likely destroyed the car and whomever was in there," I grumbled and sighed, shifting closed and nuzzled at her chin, "I'm starting to get tired of everything just going to shit."

She shifted up next to me as her armour folded back, flowing across her limbs back into the more traditional dragon armour, mostly just covering her back, sides and as vambraces.

"Not everything is going badly," she said and sighed and nuzzled softly, leaning against me.

Nodding, I leaned against her in turn, allowing my own armour to retract fully into the low profile form.

"This was meant to be a vacation," I grumbled, "But everywhere we turn there is trouble."

Zrazta settled her wing across my back and nuzzled, "We could just return home to Sheila and Rengosa."

I hesitated and dug my claws into the dirt.

"We didn't actually give them a time that we were to return, just that we would," Zrazta reminded me and noses along my neck, "The meaning of this was that you were to relax and not take so much on yourself."

"…Kind of bad at that," I grumbled and leaned against her.

She gave me a lick at the top of my head, "Maybe returning to Westeros would be best," before she admitted, "Sheila always was better at telling you what to do."

I grumbled and nuzzled, "…Fine. But we have a week until I can Walk again and we 'are' returning to Maliga's tribe before the end of the year."

Zrazta nodded, "Noted."

Nodding, I stretched and yawned, shifting away to spread my wings wide, digging my claws into the dirt first, "…In any case, we should likely leave from here as soon as we can. Before that woman in the car get the cops out here."

Nodding, Zrazta shifted away and disappeared into a cloud of spell smoke, returning to her mortal form before walking up and picking her satchel from one of my bags, "Portal to Lady Castles place?"

"Hmm? Which one?"

"The city-guard. Didn't know we had one at Alexis' place."

Nodding, I turned back to mortal form before pulling my phone from my satchel, "Yeah, just going to call first," I said and pressed the power button.

Nothing. No reaction.

Dead. Alexis said it wouldn't have survived Hogwarts.

I glared down at the little machine and then turned, throwing it against the closest tree, "FUCK!"

"Relax. Remember?" Zrazta said and put her head against my shoulder, "We just portal there. We can get a new communication device."

Sighing, I nodded and gave her a quick nuzzle, "…I know. Fuck it, we are going to Castle, I'm giving him every piece of gold and jewellery we have left and in return, he'll buy us a week at a luxury hotel with room service and we aren't leaving until I can Walk again."

"What's room service?"

I focused magic into the portal key stone built into my gauntlet to open the portal as I smiled a bit, "You'll see. That I promise you will like."

"Mhhm." She answered and followed me through the blue glowing portal into Richards guestroom.

"Hello?" I yelled, "Phone dead, couldn't call."

"Atreus? Is that you?" Richard Castle called back and there was the sound of footsteps up the stairs as I closed the portal.

"Yep."

He poked his head inside, "Hey," he said before he frowned, "…Is that blood?" he asked, looking at Zrazta.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose, "…Don't ask."

Richard blinked, "Okay then. Oh, one question?"

"Yeah?"

"How long does an 'Owl' take? Alexis promised she would send me one so we could send messages? That was like two weeks ago."

I just stared at him.


AN// Unbetaed due to me being a derp.
 
Seeing as there seems to be a theme going on with this arc i'm assuming she's been locked up or otherwise detained by the ministry (possibly due to there being people seeing Atregos transform into a dragon while under an invisibility cloak).
 
Or it's simply more of whatever made Alexis not contact her parents in the first place. Do remember, that was extremely suspicious in the first place.

Of course, the happenings on the last visit might make a good smokescreen for whatever that was.

Another possibility is that just flat out ignoring the local police/army when they "ask" you to stay in town, and you've agreed to do so, while leaving someone they know is connected to you, may not have been the wisest of actions. At least, it would look like a case of deliberately giving the Wizarding World leverage on Alexis. And of course the Wizarding World is much too moral and ethical to even consider abusing an opening like that. Not.
 
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The city-guard. Didn't know we had one at Alexis' place.

While blue dragons tend not to obey the general rules of the Azerothian mage guild, he probably should not mention he's calculating his own portal coordinates around them. If he does, they will probably try to kill him, since doing that is a capital crime for Azerothian mages.
 
Another possibility is that just flat out ignoring the local police/army when they "ask" you to stay in town, and you've agreed to do so, while leaving someone they know is connected to you, may not have been the wisest of actions.
They said they are only going to be staying for a few days, and they did. The MoM could just have gotten in contact with Astergos through Alexis. Though they might be detaining her while she does so. At the very least they should not be stopping her from communicating with Castle.

No, either there is a Sunnydale syndrome taking place with talking to anyone outside the Wizarding world, or some shadowy group has gotten her. The unspeakables? Purebloods?
 
They said they are only going to be staying for a few days, and they did. The MoM could just have gotten in contact with Astergos through Alexis. Though they might be detaining her while she does so. At the very least they should not be stopping her from communicating with Castle.

No, either there is a Sunnydale syndrome taking place with talking to anyone outside the Wizarding world, or some shadowy group has gotten her. The unspeakables? Purebloods?
Or maybe the MACUSA just stopped the owl at customs. Aren't they a lot more dogmatic about avoiding contact with muggles?
 
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