The Alpha Dragon's Prisoner

Darkness-Tika

We do not have much time Tika. If we are going to do what needs to be done then it has to be now. We can debate how wrong she was later.

I feel fear all through out my body. Diving into what my dragon describes as the dark side of hell wasn't on my to do list today. However, it makes me understand where Avery is coming from. I would really do just about anything to get my mate back. At this point it happens to include diving into this deep, dark abyss. My dragon cant even tell me if we are going to make it out on the other side of this.

"Well I guess it's a good thing that I'm not a bitch right?" I state. I ask the question aloud to solidify my resolve. I don't want to do this. I don't know how it will affect our son. Without another thought I say a silent prayer and then I jump in.

As soon as the stuff touches my skin I immediately want to hurl. I feel beyond sick to my stomach as the iciness of the liquid touches me. Its so suffocating that I feel as if I cant breathe. I claw at my chest as I find myself fighting for air. There are no sounds in this place. I blink my eyes but am unable to see a thing. The liquid is so thick that I cant even feel the softness of my own skin. Its as if I am surrounded by total despair and loneliness.

Tears rush into my eyes as I feel my body lightening. The lack of oxygen is truly getting to me. My hand goes to my stomach and even though I cant feel it, it brings me peace. I'm not alone in this place. I still have my baby and I still have Cara.

God dammit Tika. Snap out of it. If you don't get moving then we are going to die here. NOW SWIM!

Something in her voice clears the immediate panic that I felt at not being able to breathe. My muscles start responding against the suffocating goop and I can feel as it tries to swarm around me. It feels as if the slimy tentacles of it start wrapping around my extremities to hold me in place. Pushing through it is like fighting to move in a blizzard. Each step forward sends me just a few more back. With a scream of determination and the last energy I have left, I jump.

I fall to a hard surface that immediately cause my bones to ache. My body turns it self to the side as I fight to protect my unborn child. My chest heaves as I hack up that vile tasting goop. Sludge that taste of tar expels itself from my lungs loudly. My vision is tinted gray as I try to survey where I am. The air that I breathe burns as It feels my lungs. A wracking cough finally expels the rest of the fluid and I immediately feel better.

The room that I appear to be in is just so dim. I have to squint my gaze in order to focus on what I see. Besides being surrounded by a flowing river of the black oozing liquid there is only one other item here. The shape of a body in the distance has me springing to my feet faster than I would like. I have to catch myself as the world around me goes wonky and I almost keel over.

Stay strong. Something feels very wrong here. There is more than just the body in this space.

I can feel what she is feeling and she is right. The air is heavy here. Cautiously I step forward and start to make my way toward the body in the center of the room. The distance to get to it seems so much larger than it actually is. My steps keep pausing as other noises start to fill the air. immediately my feet freeze and I take a look around the space. I cant seem to see anything else here.

We need to get out of here. I don't have a good feeling about this.

In a strong agreement with her, I go ahead and take the last few steps to the body. It seems to be incased in some sort of weird film and I cant make out the features of Igneous' father. I actually am unable to make out any part of him. I decided to let my talons slip on my right hand. A bead of sweat breaks out across my skin at the concentration have to use to commit to the action. With the tip of one I drag my nail across the weird black film and it starts to open. When the body is fully revealed I stumble back until I fall on my but.