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Sometimes people need someone they can count on.  Sometimes they need 
someone to believe in them.  Sometimes I am that man. 


My name is Artemis Jones.  This is my story.



   Well my first couple of rescues didn't go exactly as planned.  I didn't
really rescue anyone as much as stumbling into a fight, hell I didn`t even
rescue anyone.  First off I really had no experience fighting the unknown.
I was fighting for my life in my battle with Kimoko.  I really was just
trying to stay alive.  Now I was going to confront them on their own turf.
Second I knew that they pretty much had a secret society and I was on the
outside.  I tried my usual way to make contacts.  I mean I was rich and
normally I could just buy my way to contacts.  I mean a few greased palms
and boom instant contact.

   Apparently that is not the way to make contacts in the magic world.  I
mean I guess I can see why.  If people actually found out about that world
I could see Salem Witch Trials and burning vampires and most Goth's while
they were at it.  Well my search came up with mostly frauds.  And some
ammunition for those seeking to wrest control of my company from me.  They
thought I was crazy for trying to seek out magic.  To be honest, if I
hadn't seen and experienced it for myself I would think I was crazy too.  I
mean magic kept itself hidden.  I did find a few that might be promising,
but I decided to see what was on the net.  Hell you can find everything on
the net, why not magic.  I called up a search on magic.  I got a lot of
results for some kind of card game.  Then you had a bunch for crystals.  I
decided on unexplained phenomenon.  Yeah, maybe I should narrow down the
search more.

   Well I started down another path since I came up with too many results
on my net search.  You know when they say you can find anything on the net,
they are right.  You generally find too much stuff and a lot of it is porn.
I called up some of my contacts in the FBI, top level mainly since I had
the money.  I told them to run a search of missing persons in one location,
or "flu" deaths and the like.  They actually had some in a little city a
couple of states over.  Not too much, just one every couple of years or so.
I figured this was more of some sort of roving band, so I kept notes on it
but didn't really go into more detail on it.  Well I got some news on a
couple of different cases.  Nothing popped out at me.  Well great back to
square one, but at least it was better than square zero.

   I knew I had to make a contact in the magical world.  The only thing I
could think of was the east again.  The Ancient One was dead now and I had
no other contacts.  Well I could at least see if his apprentice would help
me.  I made travel arrangements and set off to see the apprentice(not the
one's that Donald Trump has either.)

   I headed for the little herb shop he owned

   (The following conversations are translated for your convenience from
the original language)

   *"Hello, is anyone home"

   *"What do you want.  There is nothing here for you now."

   *"I need help, I need to know if you know anything about the attack on
the Ancient One.  The same people responsible killed my family and friends
and took my girlfriend."

   *"What help you so I can end up the same way?  After all he did for you,
what did you do to repay him.  You got him killed.  Why do you think anyone
will help you."

   *"I would like to go after those people.  I will make them pay for what
they did.  I will go after them and kill them."

   *"You still don't get it do you rich boy.  You are still just thinking
of yourself.  This is bigger than you.  I will tell you what I will give
you the name and place of a creature.  If you survive the encounter, I will
help.  But I really don't expect to see you again.  Goodbye and good
riddance."

   Well he did give me a name and location, sort of.  It was more like a
map and something that sounded like Klingon when translated.  Gor'cha Tak.
Well that was the name anyway.  I followed the directions as best as I
could and saw a huge cave entrance near by.  Now when I say huge I mean
huge.  At least thirty foot by thirty foot opening.  As I approached I
started feeling really uneasy.  I got kind of queasy.  I wonder if I got
that way when I was going to be in danger.  You know kind of a "spidey
sense." Well I entered the cave with weapons and gadgets ready.  I was
exploring the cave when I saw it.

   A dragon.  SHIT.  Oh my god, what the hell, no wonder he didn't think I
would be coming back.  Hell, I don't think I would be coming back either.
Well in for a penny in for a pound.  I walked up to the dragon.  At this
time I was rather afraid.  Not running away screaming in fear afraid.  But
more like watching a suspense/horror movie waiting for the next "gotcha"
moment.

   *Foolish mortal, what are you doing here*

   Well the dragon was staring at me but it didn't look like it was
talking. I mean the words were rattling around in my head.  I was thinking
if it were mind magic then it would be pretty powerful to make me hear it.
Also it said mortal, did that mean it was immortal?

   *Well since you don't answer me.  I guess I will have to eat you.*

   *"Well don't eat me.  Uh,..  Please.  I came here searching for answers
to a problem I am facing."

   *That is better.  I thought with the right incentive you would stop your
pondering and answer me.  Do you have my tribute?*

   *"Well I didn't know of any tribute.  So what would it consist of?  I
have items on me that I could probably use."

   *It is always something of great value.  I am a dragon after all.*

   Well I thought about it for a moment and everything I had was pretty
much of great value.  I thought back to me new swords I had.  They were the
best money could buy.  Titanium blades, leather wrapping the finest edge
they could put on them and a Kevlar sheath.  I thought that might do the
trick.

   *"Here are my swords, they are not adorned with jewels and precious
metals.  They are a warriors sword.."

   At this point the dragon got closer to me.  Unconsciously I back away a
little.  He examined the blades.  He took one in a huge clawed hand and
studied them.

   *I have not seen this metal before.  Also you said they were warriors
blades but they have not seen battle.  Why is this.*

   *"The metal is something new.  It is stronger than steel and iron.  I
broke my last blades fighting a demon."

   The dragon looked at me curiously for a moment and smelled me.  Up
close. I could feel the intake of air through it big nostrils.  Each
nostril was bigger than my head.  Probably bigger than two or three of my
heads put together.  He looked at me at raised his eyebrows.

   *You have the stink of a demon on you, that is sure.  You also have the
smell of a nymph on you, huh?*

   With that the dragon laughed.  I hoped at least it was a laugh.  It
sounded like a deep rumble that echoed within the walls of the cavern we
were in.  It shook loose stones as he laughed.  A few of the stones came
down on us.  I avoided the bigger ones and tried to block the other ones.
The dragon didn't flinch the stones just bounced off his hide and he didn't
even seem to notice them.

   *Well you also have the definite smell of a warrior.  I will help you. I
accept your tribute.*

   At this point I explained the whole situation to him.  I told him that
something killed my family and friends.  I told him how I was attacked by
zombies and vampires.  I told him about fighting the demon and how Kimoko
was captured or taken away.  I told him of my training and how I was almost
immune to magic.  I told him of the Ancient One dying and how the
apprentice told me to come here and talk to you.  I told him how he gave me
his name.

   *Well, it's a good thing you didn't call me that name when you were
searching for me or you wouldn't be standing here now.  That is a challenge
in my language.*

   Hmm, it looked as if the apprentice did want to get rid of me.

   *Well, you shouldn't be too hard on the apprentice he was the Ancient
One's son after all.*

   Didn't see that one coming, but I guess I should have.

   *I did notice he hadn't been to see me in a while.  I thought something
might be wrong.  He gave me something to give to you.  Though I will demand
a trade for it.  After all I am a dragon.  I think I might be able to help
you with finding the evil you are after.*

   He left and went further into the cavern.  I am guessing to his hoard or
wherever he kept his treasure.  He came back a few minutes later with a set
of swords and an amulet.

   *The swords are from the Ancient One.  The amulet will glow when it
senses something from the magic world as it is now.  It won't glow brighter
or dimmer by the power of item or creature.  But it will glow for both of
them.  Also these swords are magic.  They have been in the Ancient One's
family for hundreds of years, probably another sore spot for his son.  You
won't want to wear both if you are hunting for magic.  What do you have to
offer.*

   Well I had my suit.  I guess that could sort of be like armor.  Now I
was down to a t-shirt and boxers underneath, but at least I could now fight
them better.  Hopefully he would take my suit.  Maybe they were done with
my other suit by now.

   *"This is my suit of armor of sort.  It is designed to stop all but the
most powerful of swings and projectile.  It is also resistant against
electricity.  This is the armor that they have now.  It is also filled with
some gadgets that are useful now too."*

   *This I accept.  You may have your items.  *

   I took off my suit and was down to my boxers.  For some reason after
having the best sex ever possible I hadn't really noticed my dick.  But as
I was pulling off my suit, I did notice it seemed a bit longer now.  I
thought of the possibilities I would have with it later and filed it away.
The important thing is that I am getting closer to finding out who could be
behind this.

   *"Here you go.  May this add to your treasure.  Just be careful with
those gadgets there are a lot of things in there.  Some could possibly
cause harm to you."

   The dragon gave a throaty chuckle.

   *I will try not to hurt myself with it.  Now your time is at an end to
be here.  Leave.*

   Knowing I had been dismissed I left.  And headed back down the mountain.
In my t-shirt and boxers.  Damn it was getting chilly.  Without my suit is
took a lot longer to make my way back to the village.  I was pretty much
freezing by then.  I had to get back to where I was staying.  I started
hiking back to where some one would pick up an American carrying two swords
and a gold necklace.  Ok, so maybe I would just have to walk all the way
back.

   Well I have done some survival training before.  Nothing like this
really but I am sure I could adapt.  After all I might have to do something
like this again.  I didn't know what all situations I would be forced into.
I really didn't have a clue.



  
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