The Blood Of The Dragon

-Chapter One-

Ducking under sign posts and diving through alleyways, the girl had grown up having it been 11 years since the night she was almost murdered. Although the time had passed, the memory still lay fresh in her mind as a gaping wound might, not being able to be forgotten no matter how much you would try. Her dirty black hair would stick to her pale sweaty face which seemed to glow in the early morning light due to the sun's bright rays. She was running from someone, something, that was after her. Sliding around a corner easily her scrawny legs moved effortlessly through the streets of Ryn, a small dirty city in an even dirtier world. She reached into her pocket as she ran,palming the small amulet she had stolen which is what had caused the chase, however she needed this amulet in order to see another day,and she wasn't planning on giving it up easily.

Coming to a busy street she paused to catch her breath however she knew she couldn't for too long or she'd risk being captured.

"Hold on there lungs, please," she begged herself feeling slightly winded, although she refused to let that stop her. She took off again, running out into the street almost being hit by a large wagon being pulled by two scruffy oxen in the process, however she dropped to her knees, sliding smoothly underneath the cart. Standing up straight on the other side of the wagon she looked both ways, her eyes wide at what had just happened.This time she was careful to watch what she ran out in front of.

Finally she had made it to the other side of the road, unharmed except for a scratch on her knee from the incident with the wagon. She sprinted now, into the alleyway in front of her, hoping to make up for lost time. Somehow, she could sense the figure chasing her was growing close as if there was power radiating off them that was unseen. She was breathing hard now, her lungs begging for that needed oxygen they weren't receiving. Breathing heavily, the girl knew soon she would have to stop and meet this power, this demon that was standing in the way of her next meal in order to survive. She knew the time had come when she took a wrong turn, running into a dead end.

"Fine have your damn amulet back,"she said turning to meet the person who had been following her. Her breathing was coming out thickly, choking her sentence,but her words still held a strength to them.

"However, if you want your amulet back you're going to have to take it out of my cold dead hands."The man standing in front of her looked to be no match. He was old,possibly in his late 60s or early 70s. His dark skin was well aged and wrinkles formed all over his face especially near his eyes and mouth as if he smiled a lot. He watched the girl as if not wanting to make a move; as if he didn't wish to hurt her.

"Child," he said his voice having an authority to it although it was warm sounding. "I do not want a fight. I only wish to have what you have taken from me. If you were  so starved you could have begged some money and I would've given you enough to last you a week if not more." He reached a hand out, a gentle longing expression on his face as if asking for the treasure in her pocket, however the girl, being raised on the streets and having had to fight for her food all her life, refused to give in.

"You think I'm stupid old man, hmm?You think I'm a fuckin fool. The only fool I see is you thinking Im gonna just give up something so easily," she sneered this at his face, her sharp blue eyes staring deep into his kind brown ones.

"All I see you as right now, is a dead man," and with that she screamed, thrusting her hand out in front of her, her fingers opened towards the sky, perfectly straight.White hot magic shot from the center of her palm in a perfect sphere going straight for his chest, aiming to kill him, burn him to shreds and devour whoever dared try to stop her, however he stood firm, a smile forming across his weary face. The second the magic touched him, the girl was thrown backwards by an unseen force, her body colliding hard with the wall behind her. She gasped out, her lungs feeling once again as if they were on fire. Tasting blood she brought her trembling hands to her lips as she stared at the man in front of her shocked, confused, scared. The man stood there smiling at her,the same place he had been, entirely unharmed. If possible, he seemed to be happier as if being almost killed had lightened his day. The words that came out of his mouth however is what made the girl the most nervous.

"My name is Tallis Eldron dear child,and I believe we have quite a lot to discuss."