Bats, Cats, and Broken Wings

Ryan

Sasha yelled when I woke her up. We ran and grabbed our emergency packs. <Sasha left home on a bad note and my "father"... well... he could want me dead.> We ran into the living room.
"Where's Crimson!" She yelled.
"Outside!"
Sasha grabbed her laptop and multiple papers. I went to work on the cabinet. The emergency pack was in its place and I swept as many of the potions as I could into it. Sasha ran outside and I was on her tail. Crimson had other problems besides the fire.
A dragon three times the size of the cabin soared overhead. Crimson had her dagger out and was riding the dragon.
Sasha and I raced to a safe spot away from the cabin. Sasha grabbed the potions bag and went to work. I waited for my opportunity, and then, boom. That's what happened to the dragon.
He just went... boom. In a flash, the dragon had just disappeared. What was left was dust. A ton of it.
Crimson landed next to Sasha, and I walked over. Sasha's jaw was dropped and I was surprised too. Crimson seemed to be unsettled. Sasha opened her mouth, but what came out was a sob.
"Spooks! Where is he?!" Sasha leaned up against me and started crying.
"This is all my fault guys. I need to explain something," Crimson looked down at the ground.
We felt a rumble and decided to talk about it on the road. We grabbed what was salvaged and we headed towards the city.