I run out of HQ and down the drive. Cars drive after me, their engines roaring. I get to a cliff and jump.
I fall and fall but then I land on something. I'm not dead but I do hurt.
I slowly sit up and look at Enroy and the rest of HQ watching me at the cliff with wide eyes while I'm getting further away. While I get further away I flip them the finger and shout "Beat that bitches!" I smirk and stick my tounge out at them. Once their gone I look at the thing carrying me. Now I see why they stared at me with wide eyes.
I was riding on a shadow dragon, its classified as a demon and one of the second strongest species.
It's not hurting me but not acknowledging me at the same time.
We fly for what seemed like hours until we get to an ocean. The dragon soars above the ocean. Rumbles I the distance catch my attention. A storm?
No...its not like that.
Suddenly a Griffin is trailing behind us, it's eyes locked onto us. It's a water Griffin and is really strong and seems like it wants us as its prey.
I tap on the dragon's neck and politely ask it to go faster. It looks at me and then at the water Griffin. It slowly nods and speeds up. My panic rises as the Griffin continues to follow. Then water starts shooting up from the ocean.
The damn bird must me using its water magic on us.
I slowly stand up on the dragon and get my bow. I draw an arrow and aim to the blue Griffin.
It gives a loud shreik and dodges my arrow.
I wobble on the dragon but keep my footing.
A huge wave about 50 meters form infront of us.
I'm gonna die.
The dragon roars as he gets slammed by the wave and me taken too.
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Phantoms
FantasyPhantoms and Wolves. Two completely different organisations but aim for the same goal. To hunt demons. But what if a Phantom became the most powerful Demon of all? The most powerful and the last of its kind. What if everyone was hunting the Phanto...
