Blood Type: Dragon

After living for more than a hundred years as a Dragon back at the hidden world of the Eastern Dragon Race, he was mesmerized about how the human"s technology managed to advance.

He was amazed at how the lower humans, as what the Ancient Humans call them, that despite their weak bodies have still managed to find ways to circ.u.mvent their physical limitations.

They created cars, planes, cranes and even phones that have incredible potential in terms of racial advancement. And as deep as Long has researched, they even managed to create weapons that could rival some of the most powerful offensive abilities of the Elder Dragons.

However, he also knew that all this human development did not come without a cost.

Overpopulation, pollution, increased crime rate, religious extremism, racism, and political corruption had become a norm to almost every country in the world just to name a few.

For some reason, Long realized that humans are indeed a threat and knowing what the Ancient ones had been doing all this time, seems to be a perfect way to control the human"s never-ending craving for power.

What was even more surprising is that they are still not contented and continued to develop new technology systems that would help them ease their lives despite the numerous attempts from the Ancient ones to destabilize their systems.

As for Long, he decided to study human technologies with the sole purpose of give him access to developing a system that will allow him to track the single human that costs the wipeout of his entire Dragon tribe.

With his advanced body and mind, it did not take long for him to become an expert in Computer technology. In fact, he became too smart as an IT student that he even managed to hack every government website, private records and even the CIA just to find traces of Elric.

It was all in vain.

The Guardians are just too careful to hide any traces of evidence of anomaly in the world. Not even a single video recording of that night has been spared from their eyes, modifying them and even to the point of placing fake memories to the mind of the witnesses that night.

Once asked, they will only say that it was a terrible hurricane and that they were unconscious most of the time.

Realizing that his efforts to learning IT to find that human has gone to waste, Long felt like his life has become meaningless.

"How am I supposed to avenge father and the race this way? Those stupid Guardians had been protecting him." Long mumbled to himself. He was laying with his arms crossed behind his head at the rooftop. It was noon but the scorching heat of the sun he was feeling felt too normal for him as a former Dragon.

"If only I could force sister to give me back my power. I could have found ways on my own..." He added as he closed his eyes with a deep sigh.

The eastern Dragon race had been openly hunted by the Dragon Hunters, the rest of the Dragon Tribes and even the few selected-powerful humans who are aware of their existence.

With the go signal from the fellow angry Dragon tribes, the hunt begun with the full-scale attack of their kingdom. Leaving no one left behind.

The majority of them had been killed by the mad Dragons while the sneaky Dragon Hunters and selected humans had their own technology to catch Dragons and even enslave them.

Their blood and meat had become the most prized product the world could offer at the moment. And the other Dragon tribes who are supposedly known of their proud of their races, turned a blind eye this once.

Now, the eastern Dragon Kingdom is just a hidden barren land somewhere in the eastern lands. It was nothing but ruins of undescribable destructions that not even the three remaining Dragon races dared to take over the land.

What"s the use? Their useful resources are long h.o.a.rded after all by them.

Long felt his anger boiling inside him every day realizing that despicable position they have landed.

The once proud and powerful Dragon race of the eastern land had been destroyed because of a single human.

BANG!

"This is unforgivable!" He shouted as he hammered the floor with his fist.

A streak of blood crept out of Long"s tightly clenched fist. His anger and bitterness only worsen every day. He could not help but cry for his long-dead people and his father.

"It seems you are angry my friend. Would like us to help you ease your burden?"

Long"s figure hastily rolled to the side to distance himself from the sound of sudden visitors whom he failed to notice all this time.

His eyes are filled with shock and wariness as he stood to look up at the mysterious people surrounding him from three sides. One of them is incredibly tall, standing about eight foot in height but with a thin figure. The other one standing on his back is the smallest but fattest one while the person who talked was the six-footed man with a well-built body.

They all wore the same black suit that fits perfectly in their different body build.

Long is currently in his human form after giving up his Dragon essence and got it locked inside his pendant. His sister holds the key to releasing the essence or it could end up being wasted in the air like a gas leak.

Right now, he is afraid he has no means to identify these people with their true appearance and intention. With their sudden arrival out of nowhere, he was pretty sure they are no ordinary humans.

They could be Ancient humans, Guardians, Arkhans or Elementals in human disguise. Who knows?

Long"s body started sweating profusely. This is the pain of being a weakling after all.

How would they get to the top floor when he made sure he locked the entrance door anyway?

What"s more, is that they pose a terrifying aura that sends down chill on his back. A sign of a dangerous encounter based on his years of battle experience.

"Were they following me all along? They heard what I said a while ago?" A series of thought pumped Long"s head and caused him to grit his teeth.

"Did I blew up our cover?" He thought with his sweat dripping on the sides of his face.

"Relax, my friend." The middle-sized one walked forward with his hands raised up in surrender.

"We are not here to hurt you. I heard that your sister got a hold of your power." The man said while walking calmly towards Long. The latter stepped back in wariness only to realized that the other two mysterious figures have already blocked his back and the exit path towards the door.

If he needs to escape, it seems jumping over from the top floor is the only way.

"The power that you mentioned, is it..." The one in front of him continued to advance with a sinister smile. His saliva could not help but slide out of his creepy looking teeth and added,

"Is it your Dragon essence perhaps?"

RUN!

With all his might, Long unhesitantly ran towards the edge of the building, planning to jump off and die rather than being captured by these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds. There was also a small hope that he should be able to minimize the impact by sliding himself down using the walls.

"Arkhans! I am not letting them get me!" Just when Long was about to leap away, the tallest of the three Arkhans suddenly reached out with an incredible speed.

GOTCHA!

"Where do you think you are going to a little boy?" With a cold and deep voice, the tall man asked.

Not giving up, Long twisted his body and pulled himself back, getting closer to the face of the tall man and unhesitantly fought back with a straight punch aiming to the face.

WHAM!~

Long might be a human but his Ancient Chinese martial arts is on par to those of real martial arts master. With hundreds of years of experience, he could go and down ten bigger men in as quickly as fifteen seconds.

"Not bad for a measly martial art." The tall Arkhan smiled wickedly despite the fist lodging deep into his face.

CRACK~

However, under the unfair physical advancement of the Arkhans from devouring too much Dragon meat and blood, Long"s martial arts were like a child play for them.

Instead of hurting them, he ended up with a broken arm from the sheer st.u.r.diness of the Arkhans skull.

It was the same as punching twenty-inch solid steel!

AGGHK!~

Dangling at the edge of the rooftop, Long grunted in agony as he tried to keep himself calm as possible, not wanting to get any attention from the unknowing humans below.

"Is this the end for me?" He muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he felt the world turned around aimlessly as he was hurled back at the center of the roof with great force.

As his body flail around, he saw a glimpse of what was happening.

The bodies of the three mysterious men were now knocked unconscious and a familiar figure was standing in the middle while crossing her hands.

Her other foot is on top of one of the fainted Arkhan.

"Granny!" Long shouted in gladness and excitement.

***

Far from Long"s location, Elric"s figure was stuck unmoving. His eyes were filled with shock and confusion at the reflection of a certain person in his eyes.

His body shook in intense emotion as he is looking at the very image of his grandma, the one he thought that died in his own maws.

She was just standing there, healthy and strong, in the middle of the fainted Arkhans.