There he stood , the lone Drud, he was the Lord High of the Druds. They are the tree worshipers and power of botanical life. They use the elements to keep the world “natural” . Their powers are harnessed from the essence of their cellular make up. The liquid and air and solid matter that make up the cells that allow them to grow. As the natural botanical world grows and develops , so , does their power. It is harnessed into new and old, also dark and light, growth and wasteland, held the balance or imbalance of power within them.

He came and caused the crash!

He came and maimed and killed! He was supposed to be an Air Radiator Healer in the Real World. He had special skills and insights to block and zap and obliterate ” air” diseases within a soul. Supposedly a Special Being, in truth, just another ” Killer”!

The plague had come and with their gifts of Starlight and Moon Essence, the Prime reversed the infection. She withdrew it out of their clan and they all lived. They lived simply , off the land with no grind or axe to “bear”. A lovely docile people , who never accepted strangers to their ways. You had to be born to them, called to them, or affiliated to them. You would always be able to see through their disguises, if, you knew or came across them. Our Prime and her2nd could always see them.

Our student , is still within the bedchamber of the Dark Lord Azar. He was back in his Draconus Dragonflairy form. He wanted her to awaken and change for him! His connections with her had always been intellectual ones through their 7th Eye connections. He had always wanted more. Hence the disguises and his sons and seeds to be with her , as he sent them out. He could then be with her in the ” physical” sense with these connections. He nearly lost her when Alagron was discovered and lost his head. He then lost his head again when this particular Disciple of Darkness , came to her rescue, and another Draconus head was lost.

He had wanted to watch her change for him. He loved the interludes within the Caves. Shame who she was with. He needed to steal that piece of her heart back for her and replace that particular part of her heart with his.

The Drud Lord High, came to “kill” to preserve, “his Clan”. They lived in secluded mountain villages within our Rosedrop World , far beyond into The Amythyst and White Mountain Ranges. They nestled in the foothills and valleys within them. They practiced both dark and light Drudgury Mageeck.

Why, the CRASH, to keep her worlds apart. To try to break her… recall the saying when Lord Beaumont said to her, I will see to it that one by one you loose everyone around you. That you are left alone . I will never pay you back! Because, I don’t have to! I am unreachable! I am so far beyond anything anyone of you could be like, I actually have my head up my own backside! Yeah…. we , remember , how he thought, he was so high and mighty and made his decrees. His voice was terrible He moaned and groaned and croaked out tunes now. He lived off his ” yesterdays” as, his talentless tomorrows carried on! What terrible , terrible things were being said and thought about her heart piece. She could feel it in her deep trance . It looked like she was sleeping. The Dark Draconus Dragonflairy looked into these thoughts and feelings that he had ” happened” upon ..and he knew how to !” Capture” her heart. He was going to use that old ” Bubble” trick !

The Bell tolled.

The Snow fell

Her Songbird had crashed. Blood was spilled. Bonds were broken, love and blood poured out of them both. Our Prime was ripped apart, like when an abdominal aortic aneurysm rips apart and dissects within you. Her pain was intense and it was at that precise moment , within the replay , the Dark Draconus Dragonflairy Lord- did just that, he ripped out her heart piece and Darkness Dug Deep , with his own within her and hers within his. He made the exchange , as blood was let out and love disintegrated with every beat of more broken promises. She had no choice, at her lowest ebb , it came, overpowered her and left her hearts obliterated , shattered threads of her heart strings were now being shredded. On a continuous runway, over and over, never being allowed to come together and heal, she was on this treadmill that lead to the depths of despair. Her Songbird let that happen and she was never quite sure why. She no longer had the strength to fight him. She gave up on him She had answered his Call, and he Let her GO! She was never quite sure why? She never understood , why he called for her in the first place. Did he really think , she wouldn’t answer him ? Try to find him. He was the only Songbird that would ever count for her. He was the Best for her. She had loved him completely. He had let her bleed out! She had no idea , why ?

She was taken , completely by surprise and when she would awake from this, she would have had another name change. Empress AVA Prime , was the other half of the Dark Draconus Dragonflairy. Darkness was part of her, as was her hate. She had learned to ” hate” them all and that was very good. You see it was only ” love” that kept her from acting out and that no longer existed.

The Druds cringed as they realized , their mistake. The Diablo7 surrounded our couple and made sure NO ONE interfered with them. Heston Draconus Dragonflairy Azar, settled himself down beside her and let his tongue feel the air above her. He had snake like qualities in his tongue and tasted the air surrounding her.

He had to see it! He pulled himself aside and with one of his long sharp claws, he cut her, deeply and watched her change!

He turned and acknowledged the Drud and watched him step down and out of his space. He went the way he came, he changed into a SNAKE, joined with his staff , he slithered off and up and out the high window that was opposite the Oasis within Lord Azar’s room .

There was a crash

There was a death.

There was a resurrection of being and hearts , darkened hearts were burned , bred and re-developed. AVA’s hearts had gone Dark. She breathed him in and rejoiced within herself , within him.

Heston felt it and thought to himself, ” at last”! with that , Ava Prime, awoke. She had opened another one of her bands. Prince Azar was so very very pleased. She had opened the first of her Darkened bands. Yes, he was very very pleased. He would ” heal” her pain. Let them all watch, as he overtook her and watch her ” bloom” into this new and powerful force. He had his plans.

Yes, he would need to pay them soon, to assure , no irreversibility. Heston owed the Druds.

Blood darkened heart blood tears, trickled down Ava’s face as she slept. She was being re-coated and re-branded. Fire within her started to bubble and sparkle within her. Her mind started to glow and Heston delved deeper into her and extracted more blood, sinew and knowledge. He continued to bind her to him. He was binding the mappings of her mind to him , as he simultaneously captured her hearts.