May 9th, 2011
Just what
happened here? I was surrounded by violent flames that would consume the city
in a few minutes; with the person I thought was the perpetrator at my side,
bleeding from an arrow wound and at my front Arthur, the one that shoot it
standing there with an indescribable grin; was he having fun with all this?
When I asked him, shouting, what was happening here, he told me with an
innocent expression that he was just “solving a problem”. But I’m sure the arrow
was headed to me and so I told him that – “Ooooh…
I guess my finger slipped” – The girl at my side let out a sarcastic laugh
and told me that it was obvious that she would jump to protect me, that way he
would not miss his main target.
This was becoming confusing, I was
sure that this girl was the one doing the ritual, burning the city and killed
everyone I found along the way; but if she was really the one who did all this,
why did she saved me? I began doubting about Arthur, I knew him from a few days
ago, but he didn’t look like a bad guy. He was watching the situation, getting
impatient about my reactions; but then unsheathes his daggers and started
walking toward us. At first I panicked, I wasn’t sure what he pretended to do,
but then I spoke to him, ordering to stop right there and explain himself.
He didn’t stop of course,
instead he began smiling broadly and started talking – “Come on Yume… I’m just doing what I have to, I am a mercenary remember?
You shouldn’t trust on the others so easily young boy…” – At first his
walking was slow, but suddenly he disappeared from my sight; the air was filled
with ashes but still it would be impossible to just disappear like that. I
heard a laughing at my back, so I turned just like a reflex; but there was no
one there. – “you fool, don’t take your eyes from your front!!” – Thanks to the
girl warning, I could avoid the edge of a dagger at the last second; he was in
the same direction from where he disappeared.
“That was so mean of you… I could have stabbed him so easily…” – I didn’t
knew what happened, I’m sure I saw him disappeared but how is that he is still
there? “visual magic” said the girl, explaining to me that it was a kind of
magic where the wizard manipulate the light that is reflected on him; in other
words, making him invisible or altering his image. Then, his wounds… no, they
were real; but look like he was feigning his weakness because now he can run
like nothing. When he noticed that I was looking at his burning, he fixed his
gaze on the girl, saying that at the middle of the ritual she attacked him.
So it was true after all, she
was just trying to stopped this. Damn, I will have to apologize to her later,
but now I need to stop all this madness. I materialized my claws and prepared
myself in front of him. But his reaction disappointed me; he was looking at me
with skeptical eyes, looks like he thought I was no match for him. The girl
tried to stop me, why is everyone underestimating me? I just kept my stare at
the front and asked for her name. At first she was insisting on me stopping,
but finally she told me her name was Maat. “Ok
Maat” – I said – “rest a little and let
me take care of this, it was my fault after all…” She looks like wanting to
say something, but I concentrated completely on my enemy, Arthur.
As I got closer to Arthur, he began
laughing again, but this time with a disappointed tone on it. “I was hoping to take you alive, but look
like you don’t like that idea…” – His confidence was annoying, he acted
like if he already won the fight. But his trick wouldn’t take me by surprise
again, I thought about the white horns of light and they instantly appeared
from my forehead, covering my eyes. I could see better and had more reflexes
like this, but the stress was too much for my brain so I shouldn’t use this too
much. When he turned again invisible, I activated the thermo vision (I think
there was something like this on my world). As I thought he could reflect the
light, but not the heat.
I thought that I was at
advantage; but I was wrong. No matter if he wasn’t invisible to me anymore, his
speed was just too much; in just a second he was already in front of me trying
to reach to my neck with his dagger, if it weren’t for my eyes enhancement, I wouldn’t
be writing this now. I avoided it jumping backward, but the edge touched my
skin, wounding me slightly. Still, I couldn’t believe it; his speed was just
too much, what was the trick? When I looked for answers, I noticed a small
energy condensation below his feet; he was using some kind of magic.
He followed my gaze to his feet
and acted innocently – “oh my, do I have
something on my feet, magic maybe? I’m sorry but this trick is too much for
kids like you” – As usual, he was making me mad; I’m kind of sure that it
was his intention. I tried to remain calmed and analyze the situation: I couldn’t
fly, as I said before I would get burnt instantly; my eyes help me to avoid his
attacks, but I wasn’t fast enough to reach him with my claws; the longer this
takes the worse the situation gets and the more the fire expands, I had to
think fast.
I tried blocking him with the wings from my
winds, but I ended with a bad wound on one of them; I waited for his attack and
interposes my claws in his trajectory, but he changed it like nothing and I ended
with a cut in my arm, while blocking my neck. He was an experienced assassin
and all his movements were flawless, if I could just be faster… “You can” I heard again that voice; just
where did it came from? That distraction cost me dear, I jumped back when the
knife was too close to my heart, so I had to raise my leg and stop it. The
wound was severe and stopped me from using my right leg anymore.
“Little by little your
death is close, how much blood will you expose?” – His ditty was filled with disdain and joy, but
not a good joy; at least not for me. What did the voice meant with “you can”
can I become faster or something? But now I would need a new leg, I laughed at
that idea; but then I stopped sharply, a new pair of legs? I looked at the
tattoo from my feet: two flames in my forehead became flaming horns; two wings
on my back became wings, this one was obvious; two runes on my claws became
claws and the tattoos at my arms scales; they always materialized body parts
related to the tattoo shape or position. Then, these ones…
I concentrated on them, the tattoos with paw
shape on my feet; and reconstructed the feeling I usually have when I materialize
my dragon parts. A bright light covered my legs just after that, it was warm
and made me forget the pain from the leg; wait, not forget, it just didn’t hurt
anymore. When the light vanished, I could feel a strange sensation on my legs.
They were rough but at the same time light, when I looked at them I understood.
They weren’t elves legs anymore, but green scaled ones, just like a big lizard.
When I tried to move forward, all my body felt like if I were shoot by a
cannon, I accelerated so fast that crashed violently against a pile of rubbish.
Arthur was observing this intrigued and laughing, but this time I could fear a
lack of confidence in his voice.
I stood up slowly, I guess I moved too soon;
first I should understand this legs. They were much stronger than human legs
and had two “knees” instead of one, making them look like an “S”; I guess that
it was the cause of that impulse in just a step. Even though, I got accustomed
to them just after standing up; just like with the other parts, I felt that I got
these ones since always. Arthur was tired from waiting, and just charged
against me; but this time my body could move as fast as my sight, so I dodged
him without problems.
At first he was surprised, but then he kept
attacking me, without letting the nervousness take control of his head; he
really was a cold-blood mercenary, now that I saw his expressionless face I could
be sure of it. With my speed now everything looked so easy to me, but the long
use of my flame horns was already affecting me; the stress was becoming too big
for my mind. I took the offensive, and started attacking him with my claws,
wounding him with ease, but any more of this and I would faint. Luckily he didn’t
notice it, and his surviving instinct was greater than his greed; so he started
running away.
Maat shouted at me, telling me that it was
already too over to stop the ritual manually; the only way was to kill the
caster. I doubt about what should I do, I didn’t wanted to kill him, but if I didn’t
so many people would die… I had no choice; I hope the one reading this can
understand it. Either way, he was already too far away, for me to reach him;
how in the world would I be able to get him? “When a dragon’s fang catch his prey, then is too late for it to live” Following
the words on my head, a new light shined from my forehead, if the flames were
already out, it must be the fangs shaped tattoos. But this time the light didn’t
attacked to my body, instead it floated in front of me and I catch it just like
a reflex.
An ivory bow materialized from
the lights. “Just who are you?” I thought in my insides waiting for an
imaginary voice to answer me, but obviously it didn’t. But I was forgetting the
important thing; I couldn’t let him run away. I draw the bow and then noticed
that there wasn’t any arrow. Just when I started looking for one, a white arrow
appeared on the bow, covered with a black aura. I looked for Arthur with my
dragon horn and found him at the exit of the city; he thought he was already
safe; a bad decision.
When I let go of the bowstring,
the dark arrow crossed the air almost invisible, just leaving destruction
wherever it passed through and finally arriving at a surprised Arthur. The
arrow killed him, I know that, but I could saw it so I closed my eyes. When I opened
them, the fire was going out, looks like the ritual was over. I was tired… so
tired… I faded in the place. I just want to rest a little…
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