The Heirs

chapter 8

*Luna's POV *

BAM! Someone grabbed her hair and smashed her to the ground.
For a moment everything went black before she regained her focus on the world.
Squinting upwards she stared into a snarling face "Well, well look what I've found. So the little princess dares to show up." panick filled her heart. He found me! Close to crying she lunged for his groin with the hand that had Deli coiled around it.
He dodged it, or at least the place that she had intended to strike. Deli had bit him in his upper thigh, close to his knee. Holding fast she teared a big chunk of flesh loose.
Crawling backwards she stared at his horrified face. Clutching his injured leg he stared at her, first horrified, later full of hatred. He sprung forward and grabbed her arm, roughly pulling it from its socket. "Aaaaah!" fat tears started rolling down her cheeks instantly. With all the force she had in her small body she hit his arm, trying desperately to get him to let go.
Deli struck out again, this time going for his fingers. Seeing what the dragon was intending to do, he let go and jumped back. "Why don't ya just give up princess? We both know you gonna loose this game." He smirked, convinced of his own words.
Getting on her feet she staggered. Sight changing from a normal vision to a vision where she was able to see heat and every living creature clearly, she smiled at him, all teeth.
"You know what I think? I think that today is not your lucky day scout." and with that said she attacked.

*Scout POV*

Ha! This would be too easy. Princess or no, she's still a little brat.
He had seen her walking and had recognised her scent, even if she had it concealed as best as she could.
Unfortunately she'd seen him and started running, trying to lose him.
Like you could lose me, silly girl. He stayed out of sight and soon enough, she stopped running and resumed walking. He'd jumped off the roof half on top of her and smashed her down.
Too fricking easy. Maybe it had been a bad omen that he had thought that because that little runt suddenly lunged and now he was missing a chunk of his precious flesh! You pay for that!
Something changed in her stance when he had let go of her arm again.
When she looked at him, her eyes had changed, instead of the deep green the eyes were now glowing from the inside out. The pupils had also changed from round to vertical. This is bad. He may not be afraid of a child, but this had been his princess and only the strongest bloodline would be considered the head of the clan. Which her parents had been, and everyone had respected and acknowledged the children as heirs. Not a good sign for him.
She lunged, the little rat. Raising his arms to block her, he was suddenly thrown backwards when she collided with him. Even though her arm was useless she didn't slow down. Every blow had full force, smashing his skull. Raising his hands to form signs, she suddenly inhaled sharply and blew blue fire out off her mouth. Right. In. His. Face. For a brief moment he felt blinding pain, after that nothing.