Lost Worlds

Chapter 7: Who am I?

Don't just stare at me! You know my father? That means my father isn't truly my father? What about my mother? What part of my life isn't a lie?! What the fuck do you know! Tell me, now.

"Jason, I need you to calm down. I will explain alright"

Calm down?! Everything's a god damn lie and you want me to calm down! You deceived me on what powers are truly mine, your tainted power nearly fueled me to devour my own kind and I'm suppose to be calm?!

Jason has yet to realize it since his back is to his "inner self" but it is growing even larger. Black flame is seeping from its mouth and it's eyes become even more intensely shaded in the deep red that was shown before . As Darcious looks at Jason he notices his eyes have changed, it's as if he is becoming much  his "inner self". One thing is certain. Jason is enraged.

"Jason just listen ok, your not human. Not even slightly. Your father was a very, very powerful dragon but he died. Someone betrayed him, someone dear to him. He didn't want me to tell you who"

Liar!

Jason lounges forward at speeds he's not adjusted to, but he simply does not notice the rage has grown to the point in which he has become animalistic. Relying purely on instinct  His mindset is stuck on one thing. Punishment. His hands become engulfed in black flame as he tightly clenches them. A deep warmth is spreed throughout the "dream space", noticeably affecting Darious's appearance.

"Jason, I truly mean you no harm, just listen to me! For 5 minutes! Please!"

I will no longer let your lies consume me, you WILL face PUNISHMENT.

Jason once again lunges at Darcious however he simply collapses half way. And as Jason begins to open his eyes once again Darious is gone. In fact everything from before is gone, simple replaced by a consuming black flame that seems to be devouring everything in what seems to be like a room. Jason lightly attempts to get up but notices he is being restrained by metal bearings that seem mostly burnt off.

So now I'm being restrained? This is mean to restrain me? Oh, when I find who has done this you WILL know my rage!

Still infuriated he destroys the bindings and jumps to his feet, however while standing in this room of black fire he realizes his body is not quite the same. Unsurprisingly his clothes are gone, however what does come as a surprise to him is a large weight that seems to be on his back. As he tries to feel what is holding him down, he touches something large and quite scaly. He slowly runs his hands down the very sharp set of wings he has and notices the length of it all. His wings protrude partially above his shoulder and nearly to his ankles. Oddly enough this calms him, slightly.

Wings... I have wings.. this is... This is kinda cool... I .. have to see what else is changed.. but first I need to figure out where the hell I am.

Jason puts his arm straight out, face his palm to the flame.

Here goes nothing... I wonder... Preceisly how this works .. Fuck it here we go.
I COMMAND you, return to me!

Jason stands in a awkward silence for a few moments realizing that we he did had no effect, besides wounding his pride.

Ok... Then plan B.

With his arm still outstretched, Jason begins to slowly his breathing removing everything from his mind except the feeling of the black flame. He then imagines it returning within himself, and surely enough it gradually begins to. More and more returns to him as he gets greater control of the fire, till what is left of it blasts into him all at once.

Black flame huh? Not gonna lie, today's looking alright.

"So then your willing to listen now?"

Oh, you just HAD to speak right? No I'm not Darcious.

"Jason, there's much I need to tell you!"

Go fuck yourself Darcious.

Jason notices that there was a door directly in front of him, however it is currently has multiple holes from the heat of Jason's flame.

The fire didn't even touch this... Let's see what I can do.

Jason lightly places his hand on the door, and immediately notices the intense heat that is coming from it. And although he feels the warmth it doesn't burn him.

Convenient.

Jason once again thinks of that black flame he had earlier recalled, however this time he focus's on the warmth it gave off. He then try to imagine that warmth in his hand. The insatiable heat he felt before, pours out from his hand melting the part of the door in which he places his hand.

Good, so I have a vague control on this. For now I need to stay calm. I now know it is brought out by my emotions.

Jason then decides to relinquish the heat. He is now ready to continue. Jason slightly steps back, and sends his right leg crashing into the door causing it to slam against the wall on the other side of the room. This room is much smaller then the room he was in prior. It has clothes hung on it, which Jason takes this chance to actually put some pants on, and it also seems to have food and other provisions. One thing catches his eyes though, the refrigerator that is packed blood.

Now why would they do that? Sure, I'm partially or maybe even fully a dragon. But blood? Why would I need that I don't understand. I am hungry though .... Let's just eat some of this food before I continue.

Without paying much attention Jason takes bites out of the various types of food, anything he can get his hands on. This is until he becomes startled by  a voice coming over a intercom.

"I see you are enjoying our gracious hospitality. Try not to eat to much though, I don't think human food will quite sit as well with you as before."

Who is that prick? I feel like I've heard his voice somewhere.

"Who are you? Why do you have me captured here?"

"Well who I am is not quite that important, but rather who YOU are is what I find truly important here. You have powers and abilities you don't understand yet and in short are dangerous. If taken into the wrong hands, you could be a huge problem for us. For me. So to avoid that, here I am. To... Support your growth. To set you on the RIGHT path."

"He's full of shit"

What gave it away? The capturing me and clamping me down? Or that he is so focused on his damn self.

"You don't need to be a dick about it"

Oh right, your going to tell ME how to act?

"Well, you can tell me whatever you like, but I don't buy your bullshit. So tell you what. I'm gonna get out of here. And if you try to stop me I will slaughter every in my path"

"Everyone?"

No, I'll TRY to leave the women and children alone.

"Right... I can't tell if your joking"

Good.

"Well then Mr.Blanco, as the humans call you, I am sorry to hear that we cannot be friend. This is goodbye then"

A loud click is made audible from somewhere within the walls, followed by a odd smell filling the room.

Really?! Is that fucking poison?! The fuck man?

"Yeah... I might have a idea of who that is. You might wanna get out of here Jason"

Yeah yeah, as if I need a pig like you to tell me what to do.

I've got a plan, just sit back and watch.