Sanders Sides One-Shots

The last of the Dragon Witches- Prinxiety (P.1)

Virgil has always been alone with his dragon, living in the forest, away from any form of civilization. Being the last of his kind was dangerous, everyone had been looking for him for a long time, and even now that they had forgot, they would kill Nyx, his dragon, in the bat of an eye if they even catch a glimpse of her.

So he made the effort of living in the wilderness, building a small "house" from scratch, learning how to hunt for food and countless way to hide, even in plain sight.

It has been years, though, since the last time someone came looking for him, or in the woods at all for that matter, and Virgil had started to carelessly stroll through the forest, not worrying about someone seeing him or Nyx.

It was almost midnight and the two of them were lying outside of the small shelter they built years before, looking up at the stars in a peaceful silence, enjoying the warmth of the fire crippling beside them, when a branch behind them snapped, making them jump. In a matter of seconds they were on their feet, staring off into the dark of the night, Nyx starting to emit a low and grave growl when, thanks to her night vision, she saw a human holding a sword moving just a few yards away from them.

"Nyx, fly and hide above the trees. Blend with the environment." Virgil immediately said through the mind link that connected the two of them.

"What?! No! I won't leave you alone! He has a sword!" She exclaimed, planting her feet in the ground.

The young man rolled his eyes, scoffing.

"Of course, because everyone would kill a random man in the woods. Who would think they were just a hunter?" He replied sarcastically before adding: "If you stay here, he'll attack us for sure, but if you hide I may have a chance to drive him away; now go." Nyx looked at him skeptically, making Virgil finally lose his patience, hearing the stranger get closer and closer each second.

"NYX I SAID GO, NOW!"

The dragon growled but did as asked and took flight, blending immediately with the environment and making it clear that she would make the young boy pay for making her hide.

Virgil sat back down trying to calm his breath down as he waited for the man to show up.

"Nyx share your night vision so I can see where he is." He sent through the mind link, folding his arms and laying back against the wood wall of the small shelter and bringing a leg slightly to his chest.

"No." Dead-panned the dragon, making Virgil's eyes widen and then his brows furrow, gritting his teeth.

"What?! Why not?!" He could hear the creature smirk as she answered him: "You wanted to do things as a normal human, all by yourself, so why would I share my precious night vision with you?"

"You son of a-" Virgil didn't get to finish his insult because right at that moment the stranger appeared from the shadows, making Virgil jump in surprise.

He stopped in his tracks.

The both of them stayed silent, staring at each other and studying one another for a few seconds.

"Good evening." The stranger finally spoke, breaking the silence.

The young man didn't say anything, answering with just a small movement of the head. Silence one again settled between the two as Nyx looked down on them from her hiding spot up in the trees: the stranger still had the sword with the golden hilt in hand, but it didn't look like he had any intensions of using it; the white jacket he was wearing hugged his torso perfectly, the golden details reflecting the light of the small fire every now and then and worked perfectly with his black pants and classy shoes.