Freyr

Chapter 3

We waited in tense silence for Freyr to choose. I felt a strange tingling through my body, and then a sort of jolt, the kind you get when your shocked awake from a dream where you've been falling. A rush of unfamiliar emotions flowed through me, dread, anticipation, anger, sadness, fear, longing. All of them combining and settling into a giant pit in my stomach.
It was then that I looked up and saw Freyr's gigantic blue eyes staring back at me. They were like daggers, piercing into my soul. The whole auditorium went silent. Everybody turned in my direction, I stood there frozen in my place. My heart Was pounding in my chest at a million miles per hour. It wasn't until the headmaster broke the silence that what had just happened sunk in. 'Freyr has chosen!' He spoke into the microphone 'Amory, come forward and meet your dragon!'

I froze, my blood ran cold.

All I could hear was muffled voices around me, hands grabbing me. My body refused to move, my eyes couldn't focus. I couldn't look up, it was as if my brain had put me into a form of paralysis.
No, no, no, no. This couldn't be happening, this could.
Not.
Be.
Happening.
My breathing quickened, coming out in fast, frantic gasps. If I didn't calm down soon, I feared I would pass out, but I just couldn't. There's no way this is possible, it's just a bad dream. A horrible, awful dream.
Everything my parents feared, everything they told me to stay away from, was now rushing towards me at a pace far faster than I could run away from.
It wasn't until I heard a familiar voice, or what I though was a familiar voice. No, I wouldn't even call it a voice, it was more of a feeling. No words were heard, but a sudden rush of confidence and sureness in myself and my future flooded my veins.
I snapped back to my senses, completely aware of the world around me now. My eyes alight with a blue flame, I met Freyr's eyes again, this time with a confidence I had never felt before.
I knew it was her, the voice, the feeling, it was her, she was reassuring me. In her own way at least.

I walked down the stairs, people jumped out of my way. Probably afraid to touch me incase the gigantic dragon took it as a threat.
I reached the bottom step, prepared to walk directly to Freyr, my dragon. The thought was strange, but somehow it just felt right. My dragon.

I reached her head, she was hanging it low enough so that I could reach. Running my hand along her cool white scales. I now realised that what I thought were dots of colour running through her, were actually just reflections of the sunlight. She was the purest white I had ever seen, symbolising pure power.
As my hand touched the crease between her eyes, I felt a spark of unimaginable power run through my body. A jolt ran through Freyr as well, her icy eyes raising to meet my fiery blue ones. I looked up at her scales, they were changing, but only slightly. The tips of her horns started turning black, as well as the scales running around her head and down to her wings, almost as if forming a crown. It was jaw dropping, it made her even more beautiful than before.
She angled her head so that I could get on, using her small horn as a step until I could reach just behind her drills on the base where her head meets her neck.
She rose up again, standing so regally. I matched my position with hers, and no longer did I feel scared, terrified of the future. I felt powerful, incredibly powerful, like nothing in the world could touch me. The feeling was indescribable.
I saw the students now, all of them. Most looking up at me with awe and admiration, some with jealousy.
The other dragons and their people stood behind me and Freyr, ready to obey their leader.
All of a sudden a younger child started clapping, then one by one everyone joined in, until the whole auditorium was filled with the noise of people cheering. Their saviours were here, the only ones that could free them from the trap the Dark Lord had put them