Dinner had finally ended. Her parents stood up and walked together to the kitchen. Alec didn't lose any time, he sprinted to the candy stash and filled his pockets, all the while glancing toward the kitchen. He smiled at her and sprinted to his room.
"Delirium you'll stay with me okay?" the tiny dragon answered her in draelic, a language every dragon understood.
She smiled at her tiny friend "We will never be apart! You are my best friend. Haha." Spreading it's wings Delirium carried her to her bedroom where they played hide and seek and flying without wings.
After awhile they both got tired and so Deli wound herself around her arm like a bracelet and fell asleep with Luna following the moment her head touched the pillow.
She awoke up with a sick feeling in her stomach, crawling out of bed she crept to the door. Something made her extra cautious so as silently as she could she went to her parents bedroom. Opening it a crack she whispered "Mummy, Daddy my stomach is hurting me." No answer.
Pushing the door further open she saw that the bed was empty.
Daddy's probably in his study, maybe Mummy will be there too.
The sick feeling got worse with every step she took.
The door to the study was slightly ajar, peeking through, she saw her parents standing with their faces turned to the wall where the map of the village hung. The feeling in her belly was almost unbearable now.
"Mummy my tum–" stopping mid-sentence, she saw how her uncle stuck a kunai knife in her father's back and slit his throat, he didn't even see it coming. Her mother had heard her and stared at her with panicked filled eyes. When she turned around to fend of Bartel another person stood suddenly behind her and cut her throat. Struggling weakly she fell to her knees, still trying to claw at anyone who dared to come too close. Bartel kicked her right in the face and broke her nose. "Why are you still fighting, you stupid bitch?!" another kick.
In shock Luna stared at her father laying still in a pool of his own blood and at her mother who was trying weakly to fight back. Suddenly her instincts came into action and she bolted from the hall.
Running blindly to her bedroom and curling herself in a ball beneath the blankets. "What's wrong princess? " Delia was awake and stared intently at her. "Uncle Bartel, he he ki-." She started crying "Get up, we have to move! No time for crying now. Rember your training." crawling out of bed she started running to her brother's bedroom, throwing open the door "Out!Out!" She threw away the covers and shook him. "What's going on?"
"We have to Go!" hearing the panic in her voice he climbed out of bed.
"So what's the rus–, hey wait up!" Luna was already running.
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The Heirs
FanfictionLuna is barely six when her parents, the head of the Dragon clan,are murdered and she is banned from her clan. Or rather she would have died long ago had she stayed. Her only true goal in life is to survive long enough to see her older brother at th...
