Shadows and Peace Book 2: Cool as Ice

Chapter 8 Frozen

Yeti could practically hear Icestorm smiling maliciously. He listened hopelessly as Blackpearl and Icestorm's tails swished across the metal floor and they turned away from the door.

Before they left, Blackpearl whispered, "Don't worry." Her voice was worried yet filled with a fierce determination to win. Almost like Amber's voice.

That's why I love her, Yeti thought, and he had to think for a while before realizing who he loved. Blackpearl. ...or Amber? He sighed hopelessly, his brain was weird.

Yeti slid to the ground and wrapped his wings around him, grimacing at the pain in his foot. He listened to their footsteps until he couldn't hear them anymore. Then he glanced around the room. It was a guest room, luckily enough, so at least Yeti would be comfortable while imprisoned. In his house. By his parents.

AAARGH! I knew we shouldn't have come here! Yeti thought angrily. He stomped around the large room, limping on three feet, looking at everything. A large, circular bed with light blue blankets. A desk with five books. Flamesilk lamps positioned around the room.

Yeti limped over to the door to the bathroom and looked inside. Relieved, he saw a pile of snow next to the sink for melting. He placed some snow inside the sink and fumbled with the flint rock until sparks landed on the snow and melted it. He dipped a talon in it, happy to find it was perfectly room temperature. Sticking his frigid talons in it, he winced at the pain shooting through his arm, but within several minutes his claws were back to normal.

Thank goodness that worked, he thought, relieved. He shook his hand out to gain feeling, then looked around the room again.

He walked over to the wooden door slowly. He took a deep breath, then shot a shard of ice at it, impaling the wood straight through to the other side. Breathing again, he conjured up another, thicker shard and hit the first repetitively. The first shard broke a large hole in the wood, and Yeti looked through to the empty hallway.

Yeti pulled his head back disappointedly, and seconds later the wood hole magically sealed up, right where Yeti's head had been. Yeti angrily banged his talons against the door.

ARGH. Dang GRANDPARENTS had to get an ANIMUS to make this house all fancy and clean all the time. Who would waste their soul for a magic house anyway, no matter how much my grandparents paid them? They had to be crazy.

Yeti sighed and looked longingly out the window at the swirling storm outside. The snow was bright white on the mountain. If any dragons were out there, their footprints would be covered up by the falling snow.

Yeti turned his gaze to the ice castle in the distance, feeling completely isolated from the rest of the world.

He curled up on the bed, realizing he hadn't slept for a while, and had spent his whole day flying. Wondering vaguely if he should try to escape again, he decided freeing himself from an ice shoe and failing at breaking down the door was enough work for that day, and he drifted off to sleep.

Icestorm was twirling and dancing in an ice dress and tiara, sparkling and breathing ice through the storm on the mountain. She was a scavenger, but somehow Yeti knew she was Icestorm, despite her scavenger form. She was belting out a song in scavenger language as a snowman danced with her. Abominable snowman was riding a caribou nearby.

Suddenly the dream switched and Yeti was struggling in underwater sea currents as seaweed wove in the water and tickled his feet. Yeti looked up at the sky and spotted a herd of caribou swimming in the water easily, scoffing at Yeti and smiling smug smiles at his clumsiness.

"STUPID ANIMALS IT"S NOT MY FAULT I CAN'T SWIM!" Yeti tried yelling through the water. The water muffled his voice and the caribou smiled EVEN MORE smugly and flashed their lighting up scales because suddenly they were seawings but wait one of them was HALF NIGHTWING and she was coming towards him!