Dragons and Slayers (Sting x Reader)

Chapter 31: Stronger but Uglier

:Media- Glare before and after:

{Same thing. In school on my phone}

Your POV:

Some kind of push, an urge shot through my veins. I lunged forward into the open area. I heard screeching and screams behind me saying not to do it. But it was too late. A doom formed around the circular clearing and Luna's body disappeared. I looked around confused.

I turned my head to look over my shoulder and saw my little gray exceed next to my friends; my family. I raised an eyebrow and look around in a frantic fear. Something caught my attention though. The body in the crystal tower was no longer there. It was completely gone. The crystal sent one more wave of energy through it. A pulse shot through it and pushed me back. I landed on my bum and shielded my eyes. Black, blinding light lit up the area. A crack was heard and a rumble. It was like glass shattering as the crystal towers came down in shards of thousands of sized and millions of shapes.

There a tall dragon stood with a dark cloud. Light blue eyes twinkled in the dust. The beautiful white scales were now stained with waves of blue ombré to black. It's light blue eyes twinkled one last time before getting flooded with the dark, heartless blue. Almighty roar sent my color running.

My heart stopped beating and I sat there in a mixed emotion state. I was scared, I might die. I was mad, that someone tricked me like that. But overall I was sad... This beast in front of me was Glare. It occurred to me now, the crystal was taking the body and putting it into Glare.

I don't care that she may look different now. She's still my dragon, my mom. I let out a shaky breath and slowly stood up, "G-Glare?" I stammered, "I k-k-know you're in there."

The dark clouds disappeared and I saw her much clearer. She was scary to me now. She had extended, sharp fangs that would put razors to shame. They broke out of her mouth and staggered every which way. I looked at her and I looked away, shaking my head, "No... No, no, no, no!" I started screaming and crying at her. She just swayed back and forth, her eyes never leaving mine. Her eyes... empty and hungry. Hungry for blood, and death. Her dark swirling, scales glistened and she blinked once. She slowly raised her head and opened her mighty jaws revealing a long black tongue. It slithered closer to me and was about to touch me. I rolled on my side to take cover in the bushes.

I didn't want to fight her. I didn't want to fight anymore. I peeked through the leaves of the bush to see Glare clenching her jaw. She snarled and snapped her mouth close. I shook my head, I didn't want to believe that it was her. I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. Memories of my mother and I overpowered anything in my mind.

Her beauty, her grace. Her gentle touch but strong personality. She was my best friend, she was my mom. She was my rock throughout my young life. I can't kill her... I can't.

I opened my eyes to look at her again and saw her getting more angry. She starting clawing at the ground. She was getting ready to fight.

Pounding brought me back into reality. I look over to see Sting banging his fists on the air only to get stopped by the purple dome. When he realized that he got my attention he held out his hand keeping it on the dome. He had worry in his eyes. I put my hand up to his and closed my eyes.

"I give up, Sting," I said in my conscience.

"What do you mean you give up?" His voice echoed through my mind.

"H-How can I hear you in my mind?!?"

"I'm not exactly sure..."

"No matter... I can't fight her. I can't."

"No, you mean you won't."

"What?"

"You can fight her, but you decided you won't."

"She's my mother!"

"So? I killed my father, remember? Besides, if you don't kill her, she'll kill you. And you can't leave me here!"

I looked Sting in his blue orbs. They told me a story that words never could describe. It was like his heart was shown in his eyes. It was in a cage locked up. His heart was broken and cracked, and most certainly flawed. It seemed like it was healing though... It was slowly mending itself. He was in so much pain as it is.

I pressed my forehead on the dome, "I can't do it on my own though."

"I believe in you. I'll be right behind you no matter what..." He put his forehead up to mine and closed his eyes, "Just... don't leave me here..."

"I promise, I won't," I closed my eyes and we sat there for a moment. I wiped away my tears with my other hand and opened my eyes. I was inspired to live, I was devoted to live.

I crawled out of the bushes and stood up. I confidently walked out into the opening towards Glare. She stared at me then smirked as I got closer to her. She opened her mouth and a black ball started to grow. A small part of me wanted to run, but I shook it off and raised my forearm in front of my body to protect myself. "Moon Dragon Slayer: Full moon shield." A white circular shield guarded me, split seconds away a dark black bean shot at me from Glares mouth.

I stood there unfazed, as a moat like creator surrounded me. A small mound of rubble stood beneath me. As the dust settled my shield retreated to nothing and I looked Glare dead in the eye. And pointed a finger at her, testing her patients, "Oh Mother Dearest!"

Glare just laughed evilly, "Oh daughter of mine. How long has it been now? 10 years?"

"3 months and 15 days," I finished, "I kept track. Trying to see if the good mother you are would come back."

"And here I am!" She stretched out her wings and roared, "stronger and more beautiful than ever before!"

"Now that's how I know you're not Glare..." I lowered myself closer to the ground. I had one hand on my knee and the other keeping me balanced to the dirt. "Glare never cared about beauty. She already knew that beauty comes from the soul and heart, not the body or the face."

"Tisk, I thought I raised you better," Glare took a step forward making my little tower of dirt shake. It was like the Earth herself was shaking.

"You know what..." I looked down at my hand. It was dirty and sore. Rough and raw from the cold but it was still strong. I dug my fingers into the ground, and clawed at the soil beneath. "You did raise me better!"