Dragons Fight. 17

Out of the shadows Polan walked, It was midnight and his power was at its max. He was intent on taking Rage and killing him and ripping the secrets from his dead body. Once Polan had all the power of the dragons no one could stop him from ruling over all the lands on this continent. No magician could stand up to him then, no government or army could withstand him. He made his way through the forest toward Rages camp, his deadly nails dripping poison. Every sound was amplified in his ears, every twig that snapped was like thunder. Over his head something flashed. It was bright and shining and small.
[YOU THINK FOR A MINUTE I WILL LET YOU NEAR RAGE]
Lightning flashed and struck the ground near Polan's feet. He jumped back and looked up to see what was attacking him. Polan saw a small golden dragon in the trees over his head.
" You must be joking." Polan said. " Is that the best you can do?"
From the trees Shine roared and a lightning bolt struck Polan, He screamed in and sent a bolt of energy back at Shine. Leaping into the air Shine took off weaving through the tree branches. He sent another bolt and missed Polan.
[YOU WILL NEVER HURT HIM OR ME AGAIN!!!!]
Shine roared another bolt making Polan move into the shadow. He came out facing Ono's back and reached for him. Ono sensed someone behind him and tried to jump clear but to late. Polan caught him in the back with a small cut on his shoulder. Falling to the ground Ono rolled over and tried to move away as Polan reach down to grab him.
" No!!!" Dreik yelled. He pointed to the ground and thick roots came up and wrapped around Polan's leg. Dreik swung hes arm out and the roots tossed Polan into the air. He fell into a shadow and disappeared.
" Ono." Dreik reached down and pulled him up. " Come on."
High in the sky Shadoe emerged and swooped for them. Suddenly another lightning bolt hit him in the chest and knocked him back. Shadoe looked up to see a fully grown Shine coming at him. He ducked and pushed himself higher up into the night sky to make room to battle. Shine moved up to meet him and sent a lightning bolt at him.
[DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?] Shine asked
[SHOULD I CARE?] Shadoe answered. [I'M JUST GOING TO KILL YOU ANYWAY.]
[I DON'T THINK SO.]
Shine said. From the sky clouds formed and started to rain lightning, hitting Shadoe multiple times. Shadoe tried to weave between the bolts but kept getting hit. He screamed his rage and sent bolt after bolt of his dark energy at Shine.
[ IM THE SPIRIT YOU SENT AFTER RAGE.]
Diving down into the shadows , Shadoe came out in the trees behind Shine. He sent a bolt at Shine that hit him in the back.
[Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!]
Shine fell and Shadoe swooped on him. Gathering himself. Shine spread out his wings and sent out a bright pulse of light that blinded Shadoe and caused him to miss and crash into the trees. Falling through the trees Shine began to revert to his smaller size. The blast Shadoe had hit him with had weakened him severely, and he was falling. Quickly Blaze ran out and caught him. He looked up to see Shadoe move toward the camp. Tomar leaped into the sky and took his red dragon form. Bellowing flame Blaze stopped Shadoe's advance toward his king and the rest. From the skies they flew at each other with claws raised to strike and slash out. At the last second Blaze turned and blasted Shadoe with his flame. The fierce blinding flame caught him and burned his side. Shadoe screamed and flew into a shadow to stop the pain and the burning. The cool darkness soothed the pain away from him. He was in a rage now. He knew he was more powerful then them but he kept being defeated. He needed help. Polan had an idea, something that just might work. Back to his city. What he needed was there.

Appearing back at his city Shadoe flew on. He knew of a place. A special place where he knew he would find what he needed. It was another graveyard. But not just any graveyard. This was a dragon graveyard. With his necromancy he would make help, powerful help. He found the graveyard and landed. All around him were bones of dead dragons. This was a bleak place, no trees grew here, no animals lived or hunted here. Death resided here. In his Polan form he picked up three horns from three dragons.
" My turn." he said. "HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! "Polan walked into a shadow and came out at home. He walked up on to a hill top and placed the horns down.
DEATH TO ME IS ALL I NEED
THE BONES TO ME ARE JUST A SEED
TO GROW FROM THEM MY LIVING DEAD
SO HEAR THE WORDS THAT I HAVE SAID
MY SLAVE YOU ARE , THAT YOU SHALL BE
NOW RISE MY DEAD AND COME TO ME

Up from the ground the three horns rose. And a glow began to emanate from them. Bone started to spread out from them and skeletons formed, each the same. They were long and snake like, They coiled around on the ground as gray scales and feathers grew on them. Short legs came next. This one had red feathered bird wings. It roared as steam whiffed from its nose and it stomped around. The next was the same only blue feather's, and the last had green. The three dragons moved to Polan and stood before him.
" Bow to me." Polan said to them. All three dragons lowered there heads to him. " You are my creatures." He said. " Mine to command. Together we will take what I need from this world. And make it mine. MINE!!!!!!