'Something is horribly wrong' I think as I stare down the massive dragon before me, 'how can a nightwing be in my soul, and also have the name darkstalker? Do you have something to do with this?' I demand thinking of the system [You are not yet permitted to know host, apologies, but your grandfather was very clear about these things.] hearing that he's involved sends a flare of rage throughout my body, 'Of fucking course it's him, like father like fucking son I guess.' I seethe as Darkstalker takes a step forward.
"So little scavenger, mind telling me how you can speak my language? Any information of where we are would also help." he says with his loud but smooth voice. Taking a deep breathe to calm myself I stare into his eyes, "Greetings Darkstalker, my name is Carter, I am a human and we are inside of my soul." his eyes narrow at that, "So you have names for you species? How many years has it been since the scorching that scaven- I mean humans have evolved to be able to speak with dragons, or did you learn it?" he asks stepping closer as if trying to intimidate me with his size 'yeah right' with that thought I shift to my dragon form and his eyes go wide.
"I am not from your world Darkstalker, I am from the planet earth, there are no dragons, and humanity has filled the globe. After some time they began to manifest various powers, mine happens to be transforming into the various dragons of Pyrrhia, my first form was yours." I tell him as he walks around me sizing me up, even though I am now much larger than I was in my human form, he is still larger than me. "I have several questions." "Ask away."
AFTER SOME TIME----
After several questions about how my powers work and several more questions about the society I live in he finally sits on his haunches and takes a break. "So you live in a world of quirks, and heroes and villain run around in flashy garments and fancy names, and you chose my name as your hero name?" he asks after a moment of silence, "Basically, but I don't plan on staying on earth long enough to make the name well known, well other than taking out one of the most dangerous villains in history, but I digress." I say shrugging my wings as he sighs "That, is a lot of information to take in the normal way." he says "You could have just read my mind for the information." I say and he shakes his head "Ever since I found myself in this space I have been unable to use my magic,mind reading of far sight powers, it has been quite frustrating." he says.
"Well, let me see your other forms." he says excited and so I shift into my icewing form not expecting the growl the erupts from his throat, "What, do you not like icewings?" I ask confused as I tense ready to fight if I have to. "Yes, I would say that I hate icewings, all proper Nightwings do." he snarls and seeing how increasingly hostile he is getting I shift quickly to my seawing form which calms him down. "This better?" I ask and he nods "Yes, much better though you look like a seawing, at least you don't look like a certain seawing prince." he hisses and shaking my head I shift back into my nightwing form "That's all I have access to for now, I'm thinking of going for the sandwing form next." I say and he snorts "Better than the lazy rainwings" he says, "Why do you dislike the icewings and seawings so much?" I ask and he gets a faraway look in his eyes, "Something personal." he says with a bit of sorrow in his voice so I change the subject, "Then can you teach me how to better use my nightwing form? It would be interesting to learn more about animus magic and how to better control the mind reading." he nods "Fine, I'll teach you about our history as well while we are at it."
After what feels like forever we finally finish, and boy was he a weird teacher. When it came to combat and magic he was energetic and couldn't shut up about various subject that spiraled with me having to get him back on track several times. But with the mind reading and 'seer' abilities as he called them he was a lot more calm and seemed a bit bored but we got through it all.
"Thank you for teaching me so much Darkstalker, it will be very useful for me in the future, but I think our time has run short." I say as a feel a force pulling me away from this place "Ah, it seems out time has come to an end, well be sure to make my name remembered and never bow before them!" he calls out as I get yanked out from the darkness of the soul space and appear back in the provisional heroes arena stands with Aizawa and Ms.Joke standing over me looking worried.
"You alive kid?" Joke asks as I nod my head, "Yeah, why?" I ask confused seeing a few kids from 1-A are also here. "You stopped moving and missed the first part of the practical, we've been calling your name for almost an hour." AIzawa says as I stare at him shocked 'I'm gonna save this for when we get back to the dorms' I think as I just tell them that I fell asleep and get up to follow them to the next portion of the exam ready to see who of class 1-A passes.
Deep within his soul, Darkstalker sits quietly and talks with the system, "So that is the boy who is meant to carry my legacy?" [Correct, he has been given a chance to earn strength and take revenge, you powers were deemed a good foundation for he will build upon this and eventually surpass all] snorting Darkstalker laughs "A shame they gave him the forms of the other tribes, but I guess that's all part of the master plan is it not?" [correct, the various forms of the Phyrrian and Pantalan tribes will give him the power he need to fulfill his goals, though as he grows stronger he will attract more attention to those looking for him] "I know how that feels." he growls as he thinks about the time he spent with Carter, though it was a bit strange to teach what appeared to be a younger version of himself, that only went for the physical as he noticed several times how he would pause as if listening to something but since it didn't impede his training he didn't really care.
"When he first arrived I felt something behind me and he felt just like it, they're connected aren't they." [Yes, he will have to pass several more trials before he can use that power however.] "I'm guessing that he will meet dragons from the other tribes." [Correct, they will help mold him into something that has never been seen before, and will never be seen again.] "And who is this misterois grandfather that he seemed so angry about." [That is none of your concern.] now that was curious, before now the strange voice had answered all of his questions, but not this one. "Why am I not permitted to know?" he asked as the answer he received chilled him, gone was the stoic voice of the system, what spoke to him now was much older {Because to know would fracture the thin wall between dream and waking, and behind that wall, someone is listening and waiting.}