Arise the Dragonslayer (The Flash warrior Book 1)

Chapter three: Visitors

"It's strange, though," pondered Sam. Every Friday, I go to Sam's house for some free time. Of course, since we're best friends. "After everybody was cured, I asked myself: who on earth poisoned these people and why?" I also asked myself that, honestly. It's so mysterious that an unknown poisoning occurred all of a sudden. "Where was your sister, Rosie, before the poisoning?"

"Well, Henrich told me that Rosie went to the market near Western Quarté just to buy mother's favorite flowers," I responded.

"Market, you say?" Sam said. "No one has ever attacked the market near western quarté."

"Until today." Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. "Who could that be?" I looked at the pathway towards the door even though I couldn't see it.

"Let me check." Sam went to the door and later came back with a newspaper. He placed it on the table and we both sat on his red checkered bench. In the newspaper, there was the main article that says:

People from the public market were attacked by a poison cloud, Beware!

"It's here. The news about poisoning, it's really here." I was surprised that what happened to Rosie and the others was in the headline. Other images showed the gigantic, swirling, green cloud as if ready to devour these people.

"So, the poison was from above?" Sam said.

"Yes. But the question is how?" I shouldn't have asked that question. Even Sam wouldn't answer that. He just shrugged and said, "But whatever caused it, it's unreasonable. Also, it's very impossible that a poison cloud appeared from the sky."

For some other reason, I turned to the other page to see other news. Then, I saw a forest burned to the ground. The forest transformed into black, smoky ashes. No green trees, churning river, nor rocky mountain standing high on the horizon. "Sam, look at this." I showed him the news. Sam didn't seem so surprised, but he read the article that I was pointing at:

Burning forest. So devastated. Who could have done this? Or what could have done it? Dun, Dun, Dun.

"I guess everyone is freaking out right now about what could have done it. And . . . Is the dun, dun, dun really necessary?" he raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know, Sam. Maybe some editors are making the news more thrilling by using these words."

"Maybe." He expressed in a low scornful of doubt. I looked at the article one more time. The fire was so bright that it reminded me of seven years ago. About the attack. About the Flash warriors who fought. About me, risking my life just to save a mother with her poor baby from a dragon. It destroyed everything in its path. Everything.

"Xabiere." I was snapped back into reality by Sam's voice. I turned to him. "Come over here." I went toward the window where Sam stood. As I peered, two strangers were walking around the snowy streets, neighbors were curious as to why they're here. "Who are those people?" Sam looked closer to the window.

I asked myself the same question. The tall one had sharp green eyes- focusing on one direction. His blond hair was spiky upfront, even his bangs hang low like stalactites. He didn't even wear armor, just a black vest with a sword on his belt. Because of that, I could see his arms curved with muscles. Beneath him were grey pants and brown winter boots. The other guy was three inches shorter, the same as my height, probably. With golden, wavy hair that reached his neck, his blue floral jacket was actually very vivid. He wore casual caramel pants and brown shoes. He even wore indigo glasses. I mean, who on earth wears that in a place like this? I watched them as they went to my house.

"Wait, why are they going to your house, and why is that guy wearing indigo glasses with a floral jacket? He looks like a hippie with style," commented Sam. I shrugged and gestured the both of us behind the bush. The blond guy knocked three times on our door with his knuckles. Mondrea opened it and said in a sarcastic tone, "Um . . . can we help you?" Even though we're further away from my home, we could still hear her voice.