Arrow's Dragon

Spirits Trust

Arrow knew he didn't want to be in the area when Crow woke up. For one he had no idea how he would react to him, whether it was negative or positive. He just had a bad feeling that Crow wouldn't react good. It seemed like he knew the griffin, Crescent, from what he remembered. Sighing, Arrow looked above the trees just trying to get a glimpse of something. He didn't know what he wanted to find, but he felt it was important to know what it was that made him feel like he needed to do this. Arrow slowly noticed his surroundings changing. Sapphire started panicking when she noticed Arrow slowly falling. Slowly picking him up, Sapphire flew back to the little camp they had come to know. 

Darkness was all he could see

Not a single color in sight

No presence in sight

It was only him

If it was only for a second, a splash of color appeared

Soon it took the boy by surprise

It was like a colorful snake or essence

He remembered

He knew where he recognized this from

Arrow reached out and watch as a yellow spirit landed in his hand

Unconsciously, Arrow muttered 2 words

"Bring Life"

As if it was magic

Scenery started appearing

Everything black and white

The only color that appeared was yellow, from the spirit

"The Spirits of Life"

Arrow knew them, his mother and father taught him about them. He knew something was odd or not right. They only appeared in a time they needed a "master" or "masters" depending on the situation. Arrow then held out his hand again, but he knew what he was waiting for this time. Knowing another spirit won't touch his hand in less they intended to make him their master. The only other option could be the queen or king of them all. They ruled the spirits and if they were in a time of danger, then they would tell them to find a master. 

He slowly watched as, he would take a guess and say the king, landed on his hand and soon followed by the others. Arrow didn't need words from the king to know what kind of situation they were in. Something was threatening not only all the mythical creatures, but all species combined, and the beauty of nature along with it. Arrow nodded his head at the king, showing he will accept them all. He did already accept the yellow spirit.

Slowly all color came to the scenery

Blues

Greens

Reds

Oranges

Blacks

Whites

Pinks

Purples

And so many more colors showed.

Arrow didn't need any training on how to control the spirits

He knew how all the spirits worked and who represented what

After all, his mother taught him, when she was their master

Arrow slowly closed his eyes, ready to be like his mother and join back to reality

Where most likely, disaster awaits him

Arrow slowly opened his eyes to be met with a worried Sapphire looming over him. Rolling onto his side, to face where Crow was, he noticed he was up and moving. Crow glanced in his direction but looked away soon after. Arrow pushed Sapphire off him, and slowly got up, sensing one of the spirits acting up. Arrow looked around trying to find what was causing the flower spirit to act up, when he spotted it. He walked near the campfire that was made. Arrow crouched down and picked up, what looked to be a dead plant.

While he was doing this, he was getting weird looks from everyone. Crescent and Onyx were just thinking it might of been part of his normal behavior, though the atmosphere around him felt different. Crow was just had no clue what he was thinking, first he thought he was hating the boy, but he wasn't. Crow didn't feel one bit of hate towards him, he felt more curious about the boy. Meanwhile Sapphire was having a difficult time trying to figure out who was in front of her. She knew right away this wasn't the Arrow she had knew before he passed out, the boy that saved her.

Arrow ignored their stares but looked at the plant. He noticed what was causing the acting up from the spirit. The plant wasn't supposed to be there. It also wasn't even a real plant. This had caused confusion to wash over him, but switching to the flower spirit, he was about to find out why.

The flower spirit had noticed this wasn't a real plant. It had been created for a main purpose, but how it got out here confused the spirit. The plant was a mixture of many different poisonous and dangerous plants. They couldn't put it in the fire, since the fumes could possibly effect everyone. The flower spirit gave control back to Arrow, after transferring the data collected to him.

To say the least, Arrow didn't know how to dispose of it. Fire wouldn't work, putting it deep in the ground for sure wouldn't' work. Arrow grabbed a cloth and wrapped it in that, hoping it would keep everyone safe from it. He looked at everyone and finally spoke a word,

"What?"