Pokemon X Dragon Scale Novels & Stories

I resisted the lure and tried to wake my sleeping dragon again. "I was not asking."He said and his voice came out in layers,causing my attention to snap to him and i barely noticed her stir at the change. His eyes started to burn like liquid fire and his nostrils flared. He grunted in displeasure and shut his eyes tightly. I stood rooted to the spot,noting the way his skin flickered from its normal tone to being cloaked with fire,the way his claws retracted and grew out again and the quick appearance and disappearance of...wings.

That's what I did and somehow the pain disappeared. I looked at Drago excitedly and smiled at him. “What is it that you gave me? I have drunk tonics and various teas, but nothing had relieved me like this,” I said in disbelief. “Dragon scale,” Drago said and I choked on my saliva. “Are you serious?” I asked in disbelief and he nodded before smiling. “Don't worry, I made it with one of my scales,” Drago said and I looked at him surprised. “What do scales do to relieve pain?” I asked in disbelief.

Before they fell asleep last night, Temujin had asked Aki if she wanted a piece of dragon scale, or all of them, to fashion into armor. Dragon scales were highly prized material because they were impervious to a lot of things, even fire, as their recently concluded battle had just proven. Aki answered in the negative. Ciconi Slayers disliked any form of heavy protection and preferred to rely more on teleportation or speed to evade attacks.

Now, Pyralis says he knows how to catch a dragon, so that’s what we’re going to do. It’s high up on the mountain, and for me, it’s easy to get up there since I can use my wings. Truda doesn’t have any, being a lion, but the guys do. I watch as Pyralis shifts, his body looking like some misshapen, broken…thing. If not for the wings and scales, I wouldn’t even be able to tell that he had dragon in him. “The rest of you, stay here,” he says, wrapping the rope he brought around his body.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

Ugh, I’m not that dragon aren’t I? “Wait a minute…” I turned my head to the huge river, that extended almost the size of my waist down to my legs and is filled up with clear, flowing water. I inched closer, determined to see what I look like. “Oh…My God…” I fumbled my head. I really AM bald! But to be homest, my looks weren’t that bad at all. The scales of my head partained the same colour as the scales throughout my body, my mouth is like your average dragon’s mouth—with an addition of upper canines on my front jaw—and dilated ashen blue eyes. I gestured a victory sign because I managed to escape my stereotypical looks.

As it completely becomes one, it plops and turns shady. The ocean rumbles and anger settles at the far end of the valley. The sympathizing clouds cover the moon and pour tears heavily. Suddenly, a large, dominating dragon lands on the ground and shifts to its draconian form- human-like yet with sun-kissed scales around his bare body. He kneels to the ground and examines the lifeless being before him. His big, square hand travels through the maiden's beautiful face and afterward notices the seemingly dull and dormant egg. He grabs it and embraces it on his forearms. After which, he leaves.

What a lethal weapon a vampire dragon would make for Antoh to have on his side. “He’s trying to turn them, not kill them,” she shouted. “He’s such slime,” Lizzy hissed. “Find the others,” Tristan said. “It’s time I bring out the secret weapon and stop this now.” The battle was so frenzied, Chloe and Lizzy were able to slip past them unnoticed. She stopped long enough to see Tristan transform into dragon state and reign fire on whatever vampire had the misfortune of getting into his path before racing toward the fertility lab. She was grateful the soldiers couldn’t shift into dragon state as she watched them turn into vampires before her very eyes.

The Little Witch ran over with a golden armor. She presented it to Qin Haodong like a treasure. Qin Haodong took the armor. It felt light in his hand. He didn't know what it was made of but it was covered with golden scales. What was surprising was that each scale was a defensive formation. Hundreds of defensive formations were superimposed on top of each other. This was definitely a peak-grade personal defensive divine item. At this time, a message flashed across his mind, "Dragon Scale Armor, effectively neutralizes 90 percent of the attack power."