*Unknown Pov*

What am I? Am I trash?, Am I broken…..do I have anything in my life I can call mine. All I've known is pain….. I just want respite, I want peace I'm so tired of the pain. someone!!! Anyone please save me!!!! I'm begging you!. These promises!!! I regret making them!!! Please give me release!!!!*

POV END*

A young man roughly 5’10 with sickly pale skin, gray matted hair the color of ash, and a malnourished body as if he hasn't eaten in days, is currently being beaten by a group of five boys as they laugh at him. They watch as he struggles to crawl away, to escape the pain, his puny attempts only makes it all the more enjoyable for them. Afterall he's only level one esper trash who hasn't even awakened yet. This world is ruled by those with might, he can't resist the beating of 5 level three espers, all he can do is endure the pain, the humiliation. He's utterly powerless in the face of might. He whimpers, the boys eventually grow tired of beating him it's no longer fun if he won't struggle, they leave him bloody and beaten behind the school building.

“Why, why me? What have I ever done to deserve this pain. Am I forced to struggle under the feet of human Trash like that? My mother always said I was a dragon. She said that I was the strongest, she said nothing is stronger than a dragon”

The young man falls deeper and deeper into depression, his mother is his angel, she's all he's ever had, he can't help but feel as if she told him lies. He can only blame himself for making those promises he only wanted to do the last thing she's ever asked of him. He doesn't want to doubt his mother, her kindness. This young man isn't actually completely powerless though, it's true he can't do much with his ability the way it is. He's actually an esper with an awaken ability, it's just so Incredibly weak it's almost as if he doesn't have it. Telekinesis that's his ability. The ability defined, is “controlling/manipulating" objects and or matter, and may evolve to the point that a Telekinetic can control anything at a subatomic, particle and universal level. Sounds incredibly strong right? Well you couldn't be more wrong, in his hands it's more useless than a rope in a large city, can't and won't do much. Telekinesis is Incredibly rare and unique in this age of espers. On the planet the amount of known telekinetics is less than four.

They are true powerhouses and are basically unstoppable in their hands, telekinesis it's a weapon of mass destruction, the world couldn't stop them even if the strongest espers banded together to fight them. The world is lucky they don't like involving themselves in puny weak human matters and keep to themselves. The young man power is so weak, he can barely make a pebble twitch, it's so completely useless as of now he's better off training his body and becoming a close combat fighter, but he can't even do that with his sick body. He gets tired doing even the smallest of things, his body just can't handle the physical exertion just walking can tire him out.

“Jack, Jack!! Where are you!!”A girl says as she turns around the corner and Sees him lying there bloody and beaten.

“ Jack!!!” She screams as she runs towards him and starts to check his body with a concerned look.

“ Hi stella how's it hanging.” he makes a poor attempt at trying to act nonchalant, she doesn't buy it not even a bit of it and looks at him with angry expression.

“ Why do you keep getting into fights jack, when you don't have the power to fight back please just bow your head I'm tired of seeing you hurt I find you bloody and beaten with broken bones, how do you think I feel finding you like this?” She's sniffles trying to force her tears from not falling, it fails and her warm tears slowly fall on to his face.

“....Stella I'm sorry but I can't do that you know I can't, resistance is the only strength I have, my mother said I was a dragon, she says a dragon never bows his head, even if I'm beaten to death I have to struggle to keep my head up I may be beaten but I'll never be broken”

Jack says with a resolve far beyond his age, he gazes into her eyes showing a fire that won't be diminished, but behind that fire, is fear and rage he's Not scared of them he's scared of letting his mother down he's angry because he has to suffer through this, he has to keep up this facade. he has to struggle not to let his mother down. The young woman named Stella doesn't see the fear and rage.

“.....I swear jack you just won't give up huh?”she says with false mockery “Well alright then let me heal you up till you're as good as new”

She hovers her hands above Jack's body and her hands takes on a green glow as it seeps into skin and starts to slowly heal him, in five minutes it's as if the beating never happened. This situation has been repeated more times then he can count, but he can't helped but be shocked each time it happens.

“ Thank you Stella, I don't know what I would do without you” he smiles at her softly.

“You would die that's what you would do, and I would bring you back and slap you for dying” she turns her head away to hide her blushing face.

The boy clueless to the effect his words has had on the girl, gets up and starts to head back to his dorm room. He waves at the girl and says good bye, in 10 minutes he arrives at his dorm room. He unlocks the door, walks in, and locks the door behind him. He sits on his bed staring off into space, In his mind a intense conversation is taking place.

'WHY JACK!!!! WHY DO YOU CONTINUE TO LOWER YOUR HEAD!!!! YOUR A FUCKING DRAGON THE STRONGEST RACE IN EXISTENCE THE YOU RIGHT NOW IS PITIFUL!!! YOUR DEAD MOTHER WOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOU!!!’

'WHAT DO YOU KNOW!!! YOU'VE ONLY WATCHED ME STRUGGLE, YOU HAVEN'T FELT MY PAIN YOU'VE ONLY WATCHED!!! YOU'RE ONLY A SPECTATOR!!!! DON'T TALK TO AS IF YOU KNOW ME DON'T FORGET MY SOUL IS YOUR PRISON!! I WOULDN'T BE SO WEAK IF I WASN'T USING EVERY INCH OF MY ENERGY TO KEEP YOU SEALED!!’

‘*ROAR!!!!* I KNOW YOUR PAIN BOY!!! I HAVEN'T JUST WATCH YOU SUFFER DONT YOU REMEMBER WERE BONDED, CONNECTED!!! WHAT YOU FEEL I FEEL!!! THE LONGER YOU KEEP ME TRAPPED THE MORE WE MERGE!!! THE MORE I FEEL, THE MORE YOU FEEL!!! I KNOW YOUR SADNESS I KNOW YOUR PAIN I KNOW YOUR REGRET TO AGREEING TO NOT HURTING ANYONE I KNOW THE PROMISE YOU MADE TO YOUR MOTHER!!!!’

‘DOOOONNNNT!!!! DONT YOU DARE YOU FILTHY DRAGON!!! DON'T TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER!!! KEEP HER NAME OUT YOUR MOUTH SHE'S ONLY ASKED ME OF TWO THINGS, THAT'S TO KEEP YOU SAFE!! AND TO NEVER HURT OR USE VIOLENCE AGAINST ANYONE!!! I REFUSE TO BREAK THOSE PROMISES!!!’

'BOY DO YOU REALLY BELIEVE I THE BLACK DRAGON AZEROTH NEEDS A LITTLE HYBRID DRAGON AS HIS PROTECTOR AND GUARDIAN!!! I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!!!’

‘ Enough this conversation is done…..azeroth…. if I could have my way I would let you go I know how much a dragon loves his freedom, but I'm bound to my word….you know the weight a dragon words carry…..’

‘ Fine boy…have it your way I know the weight it carries well….I won't hold you against following the dragon law….I just wish you would take better care of yourself….I need you just as much as you need me…. I'm going to sleep’

The dragon falls asleep in the very center of Jack's soul. Jack cracks a small grin, Currently jack has absolutely no control over his energy, a child would have better control over it then him, this was sacrifice he had to make to keep Azeroth inside the soul prison any energy gets sent directly to his soul before his body has a chance to store it and weaken the prison.

“.....let's practice my modified buddha mantras it always helps calm me down I can't afford to lose my temper or else Azeroth will get out.”*

11 hours later*

*Phew*

Jack let's out a content sigh, mediation has always been the best way for him to relax, he feels refreshed he doesn't get any stronger from it…..a side of effect of having all his energy eaten by the soul prison is that it makes him Incredibly weak and that won't change as long as the soul prison is up. Jack takes a shower and looks at himself in the mirror, every inch of his body is covered in dragon tattoos from eastern dragons to Western dragons, if it's dragon like in nature it's on his body coiling, wrapping around other dragon. On his chest right next to his heart is a female dragon roaring to the sky as tears fall down her scaly face. The dragon is his mother every dragon on his body is a dragon from his clan that was slaughtered, as they were dying they forced him into a human using forbidden transformation magic….a side effect is that he can't change back to a dragon ever. He's forever a dragon in human skin, the dying clan forced their dying bodies into his body so that they'll forever be connected so that they'll never be forgotten so that he will always feel their love. He gets dressed and puts on his gloves to hide the baby dragons coiling around his fingers and knuckles.

“ *Sigh* Another day…..this Torture is never ending…. I miss the old days, I miss you mother, I'll stay strong for you and the rest of clan can you see me? Your son is keeping his head held high!”he smiles as he looks to ceiling as if gazing beyond it and seeing something no one is seeing.

*The End*