Winds' Best Friend💨

Percys' Plight

PERCY... 2 DAYS LATER
I get up from the Ashes, shaking my clothes off.
Blood crusts the shirt I wear, but I do not mind.
The Headmaster is gone.

He left me to die in his flames.
I brush myself off, and walk over the heaps of ash.
Then, I see a gruesome sight.

The Headmaster did not get far after the mage duel.
Someone else shot him with four thin poison arrows.

My wings are back to normal, so I must have healed them some how.
I flap them, testing them.

I wince, deciding that was a bad plan.
I walk, and decide to check up on my dragons.
Maybe they grew enough.

I let them out, and hear the sound of a pair of huge dragons squabbling.

I smile at the twins.
I pat them, and they purr into content.

They're the size of Apollo, so they can carry someone now.
The girl, Aqua, who has a water drop on her face, let's me on.

Her brother, Pyro, disappears into my skin again as not to startle someone.
I get on, and she takes off.

I hang on tight, and whoop.
I stare at the world,and relax on my dragons' back.
Saddles are made so laying down is comfortable, and safe.

I lay down, and close my eyes.

I have the oddest dream...

Allie is in a hospital bed, oxygen mask on her face.
Suddenly, her eyes open.
She looks around, and calls, "Percy? Percy? Where are you? Percy?"

A man I know too well appears.
He slink through the shadows, a weapon in hand.
He appears beside Allie,

I sit up, screaming for Allie to watch out.
Aqua chirps quietly.

I pat her, and whisper, "Shhh... It was just our friend..."
Aqua snarls.

I agree with her, patting her lightly.
I see the school, and see weary travelers enter the gates.

I feel us drop into a dive.
I whoop.
Everyone looks up.
I feel us begin to spin, and cry in surprise.

I hang on tight as we plow into the water dragon run way.
I feel the water take my sweat and hurt away.

I climb out, smiling.

I hear a scream.

I take off sprinting.
I enter the infirmary.

I see the man in reality now.
I walk forward, gripping my secret weapon.

I grab it with full force, ready to bring it to this fight.
I remember him from the vision of the past.

I growl, "You."
He asks, voice higher than the tip of Mount Everest, "What? Is the whittle man trying to protect his dying friend he killed?"

I lunge forward, secret weapon appearing.

A huge ass sword.
I see fear cross his face.

I was here before.

Once when I was young.
I can barely think about it, because last time I ended up killing a lot of people on accident because of my anger.

I grab my sword tighter, and feel my powers exchange with this sword.

My fathers' sword that became one with my mothers' amulet that rests in the hilt.
I growl, "Ducker."

He smiles, and comes at me.

I reach for his powers, but he blocks them in,

He snarls, "You weren't supposed to make it this far. My dad tried hard to be rid of you as an infant. "
I smile.

I whisper, "Hey Derldo, Miss me? How about you, Violet?"