"How do you think we should proceed?" Bryce asked, looking at Riley. Kendra had told them those she had spotted on the street. Kendra said she had to see them, seeing a home wasn't the same as seeing the people. After all this time you'd think that they would understand how things worked for her more.
Kendra was starting to admit that Xerxes words to her were starting to make a lot of sense and be a lot more appealing. Funny how you seemed to live your live just going numb and accepting of the things that were wrong. Then one day someone opens your eyes and you finally start to wake up and stand up.
"Why don't you just send out a signup sheet?" Kendra said half heartily, moving her pencil in a circle on the table. She pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. The rest of her hair was up in a ponytail, it was cool in the house and most of them had on warm clothes.
"Be helpful Kendra, not stupid." Kendra looked up at Riley who was thinking. Lang was standing there as well, seeming to think.
"There is no helpful, Sir." She said snidely. "Once you attack, they will come back at us. They aren't worried about us knowing they exist, because we already do." this should be obvious. With this assignment Kendra could truly see that her group was not trying to help. It seemed like they were trying to rule, to make the supernaturals submit.
"She's right, you know." Jin agreed, indicating Kendra. "After all they have gone after you a couple times."
"It's only a matter of time before they come to take care of it. Kendra's dragon friend has already told her that much. Since we aren't going to back off." Kendra just looked at Riley.
"He did have a point, he could have attacked first but didn't." Kendra commented avoiding once more using Xerxes name. It felt wrong, and she did not want them to know she's spoken to him more than they were aware. "He gave us the option." Derrick commented where he sat.
"He's been attacking people, feeding from them and killing. There's no point listening to him." Lang said. "He will come after us eventually, we are too much of a threat."
"Together maybe, but so far it seems to me that he and others have been more weeding out people than just killing indiscriminately." Derrick said gesturing to the board on the wall with different information that they were using at the moment.
"Supernaturals still need humans, their goal would just be to have those that are easily controlled or manipulated." Lang injected.
"Or easier to simply coexist with." Kendra commented to Linda's statement. Tensions were starting to run rather high here. They were all on edge just waiting for the attack to come.
"There has been no movement up at the mountain for some time. He hasn't been spotted in this area either. Though there has been reports in a couple cities to our east. We've been eyeing the best route up there." Ky remarked tapping his chin, his accent more noticeable than the others.
"That is a very bad idea." Kendra said. "Going up there is like signing a death warrant. I can tell you that much." She wasn't just warning them that it was stupid. For some reason she could not name she felt defensive about them trying. That she very much needed to discourage them. She couldn't tell you where this sensation was coming from It was just important to something deep inside Kendra. Like it was important to her as well.
"Which means that he must have something up there of great importance, or it is of great importance to him and the dragon. Therefore we should find a way up there. Any other possibilities of getting in there from a different way?" Kendra just stared at Riley.
"I'm here to make sure you keep the hostiles under control and calm. Just what do you think is going to happen if you piss him off? Can you really combat a fully grown dragon, he can clearly change size. Who knows how big he really is, or his power." Kendra stated.
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The Mates of Dragons
ParanormalWhat would you do if you found yourself face to face with the last living dragon? Would you say yes if he wished to claim you as his mate? The world has grown smaller, mythical and magical creatures have become things of stories. At least for most p...