Fatih's Clan

He awoke in a cave. The dark crevices of the cavern moved and shifted. The ceiling was lit with stars, is what he thought. It was when the stars began to move that he realized they were not what he seemed. He was met with a stunning golden veil that was draped over the head of a fierce dragon. He was frozen in shock as the Spiral shifted and spun from their perch on the ceiling.

He soon to see the Spiral in her horrific glory. Beneath the gold trinkets and threads, she was a stunning deep blue. She perched above his head, staring deep into his weakened eyes.

"Vicnaic the Conqueror, so you're still alive." She spoke. Vicnaic tried to move but was stopped by her claw against his chest. "Don't try to run." She hissed. He spoke, "What will you do to me. No doubt you've heard the tales of me." The Spiral wasn't fazed by his trembling weak confidence. She knew full well how long it would take her to carve out his heart. "Oh, I've heard of the Conqueror. I've heard tales long and true of the man capable of killing Ancients. The Dragonslayer, Vicnaic the Conqueror."

He soon realized his title wouldn't do him any good. He wasn't a fool. "What do you want from me?" She snarled, pressing both claws on his wounded chest. Vicnaic saw the veil covering her eyes to be lifted. "What do I want from you?!"

She closed the gap between his head and her snarling fangs. Vicnaic could feel her breath against his face. A low growl was buried deep in her throat. Vicnaic held in his scream as she dug her claws in his chest.

"I want my children back you beast."

The Dragonslayer soon found her reason. Vengeance... Vengeance of a childless mother who finally found the man responsible.

It was at that moment that Vicnaic thought he was going to die. The Spiral stopped her pursuit at his throat. She recoiled her attack, "I will not give you the satisfaction of death. Instead, you will serve the one thing you swore to destroy."

There was a thunderous call outside the cave as the spiral snapped her attention towards the entrance. An Imperial endowed in white feathered armor appeared at the entrance. "Orion!" The Spiral flew to the Imperial, now known as Orion. Orion met the Sprial jubilance with his own. "I'm glad to see you are well, Juniper." Vicnaic was left watching the dragons reunion.

Orion met the Conqueror's weak gaze with his own confidence. "I pray you told him what we wanted?" Juniper looked back, "I haven't yet." Orion nodded, "Then allow me."

Orion stood, facing the once acclaimed Dragonslayer. "Vicnaic the Conqueror, I pray you will not decline your sentence."

The Dragonslayer shook his head, as he had given up. Orion bowed, "Very well."

"The Dragonslayer, Vicnaic the Conqueror, you will serve your sentence of murdering millions of dragons by rehabilitating and raising the creatures you once slaughtered. You will change your life to a dragon-killer to a dragon tamer. Face your sentence."