World War 3 |Fantasy Edition|

Chapter 15

It's been a day and I still haven't reached the battle ground. At this rate, Erian would wake up, realize I'm gone, and come searching for me. I glared down at the trail surrounded by trees and I had former road, to the death of others. Not knowing, this will be my last. Now since I think about it. They came for me first. So now, I'm coming for them. And this time, they can't run.

I stared down at the battle field. Blood and corpses painted the brown gravel. This camp was already cleared. We had advanced. We were winning. I growled and continued on my hunt on following the blood stained foot prints, leading to the place we now fought. The bloody trails faded out to where blood can't be found with the naked eye. A few minutes later, I saw a corpse. He was possibly injured but tried to continue fighting, only to die on his feet. This disgusts me. What's the point in this war anyways? Could it be that Germany, North Korea, and Russia wanted revenge on all those wars including World War II? I grabbed Emeralzy from my pouch. "Emeralzy, please, may you bury this fellow. His death may not be in vain. Mark his area of death as well, so the next replacements may bury him correctly." Emeralzy nodded.

"As you wish, mistress." She jumped down and turned into human form, not being disgusted by the fact of touching fresh blood from a fresh death. I watched for a few seconds then told Dew to go. Emeralzy will catch up, so no need to waste time, when I could save souls I haven't dared to save before. None of this would've happened if we had been prepared to lose our title of having the strongest military. I growled at the thought and continued on.

Finally, I came soon a cliff. It was dark now, so we stopped, hidden by the two areas claimed by Germans and Americans, resting for the night. I let LightningMoon out of my pouch. They both went into human form and we peered down at the small camps lit by fire. "We should rest here." They nodded and fell asleep, as if they haven't slept for days. I sighed and took out my sword. It was uncomfortable when I slept, so I leaned it against my side as I peered down, watching. Waiting. A few minutes passed, my eyelids fell heavy with exhaustion. I sighed and looked at my two remaining dragons. "Emeralzy, I hope you hurry. Be safe." And with those final words, I fell asleep, keeping one eye open for safety measures.

I watched the two camps explode with energy. They're preparing for battle again. I looked around. No sign of Emeralzy. "Mistress, Dew is worried of Emeralzy, where could she be?" Dew walked over to me, pointing out the obvious.

"She will return. She must've mistaken my instructions and went back to town, going to bury him there. Very respectful, even considering the situation going on now. We will have to do without her." Dew nodded. It would be nice to have my sky, camouflage dragon. But this'll have to do. Now I have to wait. For the war. For Tarleo to appear. The military of both sides, watched the other side in curiosity of if they'll make their first move. Tanks were in both sides, ready to go to kill. The new general of America appeared from one of the makeshift tents. "Damn Germans. They find fun in starting ever World War, don't they?" He spat, "where's our Dragon Tamer?" A smaller figure ran up to him with a clipboard.

"S-Sir, I just gotten news that Unknown was taken by the Traitor General from Germany and killed." Damm. Tarleo thinks i'm dead so he's bragging to my leaders how he killed me?

"Why, I can't believe it!" I heard another voice from the enemy side. A lieutenant. "Did General Tarleo really kill a Dragon Tamer? Matter of fact, Unknown? He's going to get a promotion for sure!"

"That damned leader better!" He growled, "he has no idea how hard it was, that stupid Dragon Tamer." Someone from the tent came out, pushing past the lieutenant and the messenger he was talking to, trying to get a better look of the Americans. Well speak of the devil. It's Tarleo. He fell right into my trap. I smirked. "Ok guys, it's time." I waited, Dew and LightningMoon behind me. The signal meaning to begin the war. They charged. This was my moment. My last moment. My next movement is my choice and mine alone. When the first swords clashed and the first guns were sounded, I felt energy build up inside me and sparkles appeared around me then vanished. I heard footsteps behind me. The two dragons who waited carefully for battle, had turned around and jumped with excitement. Emeralzy had returned, but I was too consumed to my thoughts to notice, much less listen. Today, is the day, Tarleo's final memories will be of my face full of hatred, as he takes it to the grave. I jumped.