Lung had heard of a false dragon, one that grants the wish of one with a strong will. Something that seems too good to be true. Rumour has it that it stalks the Docks by the shattered ferries, just skirting his territory. He has to pay a visit to the wandering dragon. Maybe to recruit it. Maybe to ask for a wish. Some of his men have called it a wishing dragon, one that grants whatever they truly want. One man got a girl to fall in love with him. How foolish. A waste of a wish. Others have called it a Yaoguai, a demon. One man wanted a superpower, he lost his limbs upon activating them. The fool was not granted the ability to control the power, only the power. Regardless, he must see what it was. Oni Lee, his lieutenant, looked up and started to follow him before Lung waved the man away. He was strong enough to conquer this whole Bay, what he worries lies outside of it. He walked down the street. The populace scurrying away from him. He saw the foolish children from the Protectorate peering at him on the rooftops. They were frantically talking into their mic, trying to find answers. Lung scoffed before continuing on. He knew that they wouldn't dare to attack him. Armsmaster was chained by the PRT.

They were following him. Badly, at that. Nothing like the dead silence that Lee had about him. They were clambering on the roof, not keeping up with his brisk pace. He sighed. He never cared about children. They were minor annoyances at best. He turned around and stared directly at them. The two of them stiffened as he pointed at the ground. He was being uncharacteristically civil, why was he? He then noticed the sign on the ground.

Fortune Telling and Wish granting. Rogue - Ahamkara.

The nondescript sign was there. A small storefront right on his territory line. He heard the two children land on the ground. They were far away from him, looking anxiously at the sign. He snorted. Did they think he was going to recruit the false dragon? Dragons could never share the same territory.

He pushed aside the drapes. Bones of an unknown creature clanking as unknown whispers emanated from them. The children were outside, still looking at the sign then back at the door in confusion. Hn, their loss. A wish was powerful. Anyone would want one. In the center of the room, he saw a girl with a mask shaped like a basilisk. She sat on a black lounge chair. He could feel her eyes drilling into him as he sat down on the wooden chair facing the opposite of her. In between them, a glowing tooth floated in an orb of green. She just watched him, not moving. Lazing around, like a snake.

"What are you doing in my territory?" Lung growled. She was close enough that it might as well be his. A small island between the three powerhouses of the Bay. The PRT. The ABB. The E88.

"This is not your territory." She simply stated. "But you have not came here for just a simple warning now, have you?"

Her tongue seemed to flick out in an inhumane way. She seemed to be tasting the air for something. Maybe, looking for his fear. Ha, he is Lung, the Dragon of Kyushu. He crossed his arm, looming over the girl.

"A wish?" she asked with an amused tone. "That's what everyone and their mother are looking for. That perfect wish."

He didn't answer the she-devil. A monkey's paw. He has no doubt that is what her power is.

"There is no wish for me." He grounded, "You cannot grant it, witch."

She seemed offended by that.

"A witch?" she gasped in false surprise, "I am so much more than a witch. A witch would grant simple desires with potions. I can grant wishes with only a thought."

"Well then, false dragon." he replied, "What can you do?"

"Grant wishes." she simply answered. Her grin had returned. "Isn't that what you want, O' Dragon Mine?"

Something had changed about her. The moment she said those words, her entire demeanor changed. It became predatorial. What does she get out of this?

"Amusement," she answered as if she knew exactly what he was thinking. "Nothing more, nothing less."

Her eyes seemed to gleam as she looked into his.

"My my." she licked her lips, "What delicious wishes you have. Fears and dreams."

"What fears?" he asked. Most of what he wished was buried under a mask of steel. All he had was the vow to never lose. Not even to conquer. Just to never lose. Not after Leviathan.

"You fear losing a fight. Especially after Kyushu." she stated, "I can make it so. A way to not lose."

"It is impossible to never lose." Lung replied, "And you are a fool for thinking that."

The grin became impossibly wide, stretching from ear to ear. "Oh, but that's what I do. All you need to do is let go."

And she granted his wish. Yes, yes she did. O' reader mine.

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PRT OFFICIAL COMMUNICATION

FORM AA-002: AFTER-ACTION REPORT INVOLVING VILLIAN CONTACT (WARDS)

FILED BY: TRIUMPH

SENT TO: OFFICE OF THE DIRECTOR, PRT ENE

cc: EMILY PIGGOT; ASSAULT; OFFICE OF PROTECTORATE LEADER ENE; ARMSMASTER; OFFICE OF INTERNAL OVERSIGHT; NONPROTECTORATE PARAHUMAN CONTACT ARCHIVES

DATE INCIDIENT: 2011-2-23

DATE FILED: 20011-2-26

PROPERTY DAMAGE ESTIMATE LEVEL: N/A

VIOLENCE LEVEL: N/A

PROTECTORATE MEMBERS INVOLVED: Clockblocker, Vista

PRT OFFICERS INVOLVED: Lt. Micky K. Vorkun, Sgt. Adam A. Cooper, Pvt. John S. Doe

NON-PROTECTORATE PARAHUMANS INVOLVED: Shaker/Changer Ahamkara, Brute/Changer Lung

PROTECTORATE FATALITIES: N/A

PRT FATALITIES: N/A

NON-PROTECTORATE PARAHUMAN FATALITIES: N/A

NON-PARAHUMAN PARTICIPANT FATALITIES: N/A

BYSTANDER FATALITIES: N/A

FATALITY ATTRIBUTION(S): N/A

ACTION SUMMARY: PRT wards came into contact with LUNG during an altered patrol route. CLOCKBLOCKER and VISTA kept a distance before LUNG stared at them until forced to walk on the streets. The pair followed him until he stopped before a sign. A storefront advertising Parahuman Services. Land lease ascribed to Ahamkara with no civilian identity. Suspected Master Effect. A picture of sign and storefront has been taken and sent to Think Tank for analysis (refer to media #K0395E5). CLOCKBLOCKER and VISTA waited in front of the storefront as PRO forces arrived to retrieve CLOCKBLOCKER and VISTA before LUNG left the store. Walked past PRO/PRT personnel in a daze, paying no attention to the PRO force. No hostile contact was initiated. After he left, AHAMKARA left the storefront to hand PRO forces a contact card. Contact Card has been confiscated by ARMSMASTER at PRT BB HQ. On the back of the card is a penciled cartoon of a snake-like being saying "Call me" (refer to evidence #M0Y9ER4). Contact was to be made with AHAMKARA, however, Endbringer designated SIMURGH sieges CANBERRA. LUNG came to CANBERRA and fought. Appeared to be immune to SIMURGH's Shaker and Master powers. Later remains to be seen.

Recommendation: Contact AHAMKARA as soon as possible for possible recruitment or affiliation.

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Urgh. I'm so stuck in Writer's Block that I started to write a Destiny/Worm Fic. Nani the fuck. And to make it more interesting. It's Ahamkara!Taylor. Oh boy. RIP all of Worm. Time for Wishes to come abound, and not the good kind of wishes. I wonder how many people know what Taylor did to Lung. Here's a hint. "Let go", Immune to Master Effects. This is going to be fun.