"I will agree to your alliance for now. But should you do anything that I don't want to happen. Well consider yourself toast." you say as dark smoke travels out your nose in a most foreboding way.
"Wouldn't dream of it" the leader replies. "Shall we leave, there is someone that I think we should both meet."
"Ok, but no more rocks." you respond.
"WAIT"
You know that voice.
You turn around to see Pegasus drops from the sky. On his back is a dog and the weirdest looking cat you have ever seen.
"Don't trust them, they just want to use you!" The dog yelps.
......... I would say I'm dreaming again but that would be an understatement. For the time this dream has been painful and confusing. I had the strangest belief that it was only going to get worst.
"James, I don't know how to say this to you."
"Let me guess you are my father" you say in a mocking tone.
"To put it simply. Yes" oh yeah it just got worst.
"And let me guess the Pegasus is mom, and the cat is my sister. These hill giants work for some crazy guy who started this whole thing, in an attempt to conquer the world. But his plan were foiled and now everyone is changing into some legendary beast. So now we have to set it right before the world tears itself apart."
"WHAT? NO. First off the Pegasus is your sister can't you tell. Second I have no clue who those hill giants work for, I just think they are bad because come on hill giants are always evil."
"He does have a point. Why did we choose to be hill giants?" one giant pipes in. Two others quickly slam several heavy rocks on him.
"So you don't know whether they are evil or not but you still assume they are using me." I ask.
"Yes"
"You too have no clue on what is going on?"
"Yes"
"And you are positive that you have the right dragon and you are truly my father"
"Yes... NO... Maybe"
"THIS IS ENOUGH" Screams the leader. "THIS DOG THING HAS SPOKEN ENOUGH LIES. Quickly James join with me, and crush these pretenders. They lie through their teeth. They offer no truth. Men, rid us of these pretenders."
"Not so fast" a strong commanding voice exclaims as a centaur, a griffin, and a phoenix come out of nowhere. "James, this is Mike, when you and I were ten we got lost in the woods together so we sat around asking each other what we would like to be. Do you remember what I chose?" the centaur asked.
"Yeah you said you wanted to be a cen.... oh." yeah, when do I sign the sheet for the crazy institution.
A fight quickly breaks out. Both sides seem to be equal. Only you can tip the balence...
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