8 Training & Drak's past

I turned six and school started back up in September as I began my second year. By now I had started doing MMA at a proper institution compared to my past life, but Leo had already taught me far too much for me to be called a beginner. So having my memory really was convenient for me.

According to him, the teacher called me genius as I would, "learn it in one try no matter the difficulty". I could only laugh at that silently. After all, Leo did teach me all of this. The only reason I came here was that my last life was cut short, so I still had much to learn. It wasn't so much for the moves and attacking, but more about developing my discipline and patience for the craft. Looking for the right moves, attacking at the right time, baiting the opponent into making an opening are all more useful than the moves themselves.

I found myself sparring with the adults most of the time, which was fascinating as It wasn't so much about strength when it came to jujitsu, but more about the best way to use my current strength, and this mindset can be beneficial in a lot of things. Apart from that, I learned Piano, which Drak specifically recommended, as it would improve my coordination and precision with my limbs. I practised calligraphy with Diana at home after dinner since she was incredibly talented in it.

Then I would start going for runs in the morning to increase my stamina and physique. Drak mentioned that the stronger the body, the more magic the body could store. This really motivated me to train harder in everything. It was also because the stronger my body was, the sooner I could use Drak's power.

The school was as monotonous as always, I really wasn't paying attention which continued to piss off the teachers, but they couldn't complain since my results were the best. They tried to convince me to move up a year or two but refused every time. There is no need for it, really. After all, I will not be living in the muggle world after the age of 11, sure I will travel, but I would never work here.

But Luke thought otherwise. " Tom, sit down, let me ask you, what would happen if, god forbid, you lose your ability to use magic and can no longer stay in the magic world? What would you do then if you had forsaken your muggle studies?" he asked me with a stern face. He had a point, and I sat in contemplation for a while.

He had a point: If I can't use magic forever by some terrible misfortune, then giving up school would be a terrible thing. I should probably reconsider, but man is it boring. "I understand Luke, I will try harder." that was all I could say. they tried to convince me to go to competitions but I really didn't want since there wasn't any merit in doing so, I will be leaving the muggle world behind in a couple of years anyway.

Luke took my answer happily and got up to make me a sandwich before going to work. It was Sunday, but Luke worked in government, so he didn't really have days off, and even if he did, he would spend it in his home office working. I could understand how difficult it must be for him since his hair had already started to have strands of grey in it. Diana was a stay at home wife since Luke earned more than enough, and since he would come home late or very tired, Diana was responsible for cleaning the house, taking care of me during the day and cooking for us. I really appreciated them.

After five years of living with them, I had grown to cherish them, and they really took me in as their own son. They never thought of me as anything else, always took my interests as their number one priority which warmed my heart. But the memory of my dead family haunted me every night. Theo's last smile, mother's loving eyes and fathers words left a deep scar. I tried to distract myself all day, every day filling my head with new knowledge, practising etiquette with Drak in my room, and teaching me about magic and stories of our family.

I was really dependant on Drak. In a sense, he was my only actual family, my bond with him had deepened, and he once showed me what he looked like in the form of a memory. It was a weird concept, but I didn't care. The memory depicted 300 meter tall dragon black in colour with Black flames and purple eyes, massive wings that spanned hundreds of meters as they formed a massive shadow over the land. He wasn't kidding when he said that the dragons of today were just winged lizards and that it was insulting to share the same name.

Drak was a quiet kind of guy, he would be incredibly strict at times, and he would enjoy seeing me get scolded by Diana for my mistakes. But he had a dark side to him. He tries to suppress it completely, but sometimes it seeped through the cracks. The first time I felt it reminded me of the sensation I felt when I died in my past life, dark and desolate. It felt like being plunged into the abyss with no way to escape. It was also mixed with fury, rage, fire and hatred, which showed me just how vengeful Drak really was. I pretty much insulted him when I gave him that ultimatum that day five years ago, which sent chills down my back.

He didn't even flare up at all. He was caring and compassionate towards me and has never expressed his anger apart from the occasional reprimand. So it baffled me for quite a while before I decided to ask him about it.

[ Oh? You seemed to have sensed it, huh kid. There's nothing to hide, my family are different from the lizard you call dragons of today. We were the gods of this world, and wielded immense power, but we had our weaknesses, we needed to sleep for very long periods of time to recover our magic energy. Our bodies are made entirely of magic, not flesh and blood. That was why we were susceptible to sealing spells. Unfortunately, the old wizards were powerful and had magic that could counter us effectively, which decimated my three brothers since most of us couldn't help each other while asleep.

That's why we made a pact with the Pendragon's, they would help us by providing us with shelter and a stable source of magic to absorb, and in return, we would be sealed inside of one of them. We found out that while being sealed inside we could not express most of our power, maybe only 50% at maximum even with the most talented of wizards. But there was an upside, we didn't have to sleep, since we fused with the wizard's magic, allowing us to absorb energy constantly.

It's funny how that works huh? We were made of magic but could not absorb it at a fast rate, such irony.] he finished saying with a hint of fury and annoyance. I could understand it, it felt like being trolled when asking for power. Sure you got it, but have fun getting enough magic to use it. " I see. can you tell me why the aura I sense felt so desolate and destructive?" I asked

[simple, as I told you before, I'm the dragon from hell, the dragon of flame and destruction. Every dragon in my family is born with an element or affinity, my father had the element of light which encompassed all others. Only dark magic could counter it. Naturally, I am from the Abyss, my mother fell into a massive ravine and gave birth to me in pure darkness. I was a reckless and destructive child guided by my element. I could spit fire that can't be extinguished, only sealed, it burned everything it touched which made my father unsettled. He thought I would bring destruction if left alone, and so he kept me by his side for thousands of years teaching me, experiencing the world and showing me how to truly harness my power.

After my father's and Liam's death, I was made the next head of my family and was soon sealed inside the next head of your family in a much more special ritual that allowed me to be passed on even in the event of the wizard's death. It was all to prevent someone as strong as my father from dying due to the ritual. That was his only oversight that eventually cost him his life, but even in his last moments, he smiled and laughed with Liam as they disappeared.] he said while reminiscing in the past.

"I'm sorry about binging something so sensitive to light. So tell me Drak what should I be doing for the next couple of years until I go to Hogwarts?" I questioned. [like I told you, train, study, enjoy your muggle life because it's going to get rough afterwards, there is much to do and much for you to learn. When you arrive at Hogwarts study, don't mess around you can't afford to, read, learn, experience and when you are ready we will commence our plan.