Mythical Park

Chapter eight

What does he mean by end. Thoughts like this courses through my regularly normal mind. Chicken soup gave me a prophesy, but I forgot. I know pretty pathetic. I know Rachel would think this is an eye rolling moment. It was. I told my dragon "I forgot." He gave me a look like really. The larger one gave me a look like I really want to stomp on you. I gave them the look of sorry. I could've of sworn both of the dragons wanted to bail. One of the dragons took out his talon and started writing in the rock.
When one brings common legend into history
When Fire and ice utter a war cry
When an army flies
When the One dies
Many will cry
And death will die.
That was it. This was the one who was missing in geometry. Oh, and also that was the prophesy. Let's go dragons woo hoo. I put it on Google Docs and a note book so I couldn't forget it. I got on the dragon, and we took flight from the cave. The fresh morning air was crisp as we sailed across the sky, the sun peeping its head out to see my awesomeness. As we neared I couldn't wait to see Rachel and Dave's reaction. I entered A/C blasting at me. I motioned for my dragon to stay there. I saw it. Blood was splattered all over the kitchen, Dave had his eyes rolled up, an unnatural shade of white. Rachel was screaming. I ran through the stairs just to see her breathe her last and her assailant give me a look and smile. He took off his cape and whispered in a raspy voice "All will die, you can't stop it, your loved ones and the rest of the world will burn and you will be powerless,"
He put on his cloak and jumped out the window I wanted to jump out after him but he transformed. He grew horns, wings, and a snout. He was a dragon. He dwarfed the larger dragon, and was large enough to use a mountain as a chew toy. He looked at me with pitiless, reptilian eyes unhinged his jaw and spit ice at the house. I ran down only to see a part on fire, another part dissolved
"I HATE YOU." I yelled. I put all my hatred for the one who robbed me of everything I loved. I heard a deep rumbling from the dragons throat. Then a sword manifested. I didn't want it. I wanted to throw it at the rapidly escaping figure. I now had a purpose for my quest. Vengeance.

Authors note- This is a dark chapter, but it had to happen. I am so sorry. Please vote if you enjoyed.