Legacies (Rewritten) S1

Chapter 13: Not My Father

"No. No!"

"But Dr. Saltz-"

"Hope, I said no!"

The girl raised an eyebrow. "You know I'm not gonna follow that right?"

Dr. Saltzman sighed. "Hope, I can't let you do that. Dorian." The old man turned off the speakerphone. Talking about alternatives while motioning the kids to mingle with each other.

"Hope you're no-"

"I have a plan." She interrupted the werewolf boy, "And it involves the both of you." Landon audibly gulped as Hope explained his part in their little coup. "Before you ask anything, make yourself useful for once curly fries and do your part. Any objections?"

The brothers hesitantly shook their heads, much to the delight of the auburnette. "Well, that's the first good decision both of you made today."

You can do this. Landon hyped himself up. "Dr. Saltzman?"

"I'm a little busy right no-"

"I just have a question." His hands felt clammy as he diverted the old man's attention to him while his brother and Hope snuck out the little cellar.

The dragon-lady was nowhere to be found when Hope and Raf left ever so quietly the suffocating walls of the cellar. Hope followed the sound of leaves rustling and the familiar scent of smoke.

There she/it was, smoke spilling out of her/its mouth. A small branch cracked beneath Hope's foot, a pair of angry red eyes turned to face her. "Didn't anyone tell you that smoking is bad?"

The dragon growled at Hope, seemingly unimpressed by the girl's snarky remark. "I know, quitting is hard." Hope's sarcastic smirk seemed to further anger the creature, releasing fire from within. "Scutum!" The auburnette brought the hand holding the knife forward, the blazing inferno unable to pass by a barrier no one could see.

Where the fuck is he?! Hope thought as the dragon released more. So much more that it pushed her back an inch. A rock appeared out of nowhere and hit the dragon in the face, knocking it out and onto the ground. Raf ran to the girl, slightly out of breath.

"Oh wow, you were so fast." Hope clapped for dramatic effect, "I had all the time in the world and was not about to get barbecued by Smaug over here."

"I couldn't find a rock."

This boy cannot be serious. "Oh yeah? What's that over there?" Hope pointed below a tree. "Or there?" Raf looked at his surroundings, seeing all the rocks as blue eyes stared at the unmoving dragon-lady before her gaze landed on the ground. Something's wrong. This was easy. Too easy.

Hope pulled the boy close, only left inches of space between them. "Shut up." She whispered.

"What?" Raf whispered back.

"It needs to think we're distracted." Blue eyes met brown.

"Why?"

Hope's hand crept up behind his neck, her mouth hovered his ear. "Because we need it to do this." The scene looked oddly intimate, well, in Raf's eyes. Familiar growling broke the boy out of the trance Hope's action put him in.

The girl pushed him hard as the dragon lunged for the nth time. Hope waved the knife tauntingly, again. "Catch me." Hope ran to distract the dragon away. Her eyes locked on a tree, a new plan formed in her mind. Feet picked up speed as Dr. Saltzman's voice bounced in her head. "You need to get the timing right to surprise your opponent.

Dragon-Lady's growls said to Hope that it's behind her. She ran faster, needing to gain momentum. And...Now! Hope jumped. One foot along the tree's surface. Flipping herself up and backward, while the dragon crashed on the tree. Before it could recover, Hope stabbed its heart. It lets out a screech as it falls to the ground.