The Dragons Might

A Path that Crosses (Vera)

I was always the serious yet sarcastic one always able to crack a joke no matter what's happening. So we reached the small town we were told to fly to and we waited and waited but our parents never came. And as we were going to leave Thalor pulled me into a bush hiding from a small black dragon and a larger, the species a Death dragon. We were soon do find out that our paths may cross again.

And months turned into a year and then two. We had moved place to place trying to say alive. And on this night we were woken up by a loud roar not far from our cave, too close. I get up Thalor flanking behind and I peek around the cave and I see the familiar face of the large Death Dragon, who is fighting off the same dragons that took our parent's lives. I look further and I see the small one unconscious on the ground. "We have to help them"

"No Vera th- Hey Wait! " I had ran and jumped from the side of a tree and I rip two heads off of the black glassy enemy dragons and I land in front of the unconscious dragon. Thalor ran after me charging those in the way and he jumps over me and lands taking the heads of those behind us.

The large dragon speaks while whirling his tail and knocking ten dragons to the ground "Thank you younglings, you both seem experienced for your age, quite skilled younglings" he says and then breathes on the dragons he knocked down with a black flame and the only remains of them are the ashes left.

"I have a special skill set! Now you see me" I seem to disappear, my scales blending into the area and I sneak behind five of the enemy. "Now you don't" and with that I spit out a acid-venom onto these dragons as the screech in agony, writhing in pain as they seem to melt. Thalor stands there wide eyed and he is pounced on. "Thalor!" I roar and I pounce the dragon off of my brother and I take his head.

There was no more threats around and the small, silver eyed dragon gets up, "Daddy?" She asks.

"Silvermoon!" He hugs her "it's good to see you are okay"

"Of course I am okay!" Silvermoon says.

"You two dragons look familiar" I point out, Thalor standing up and scooting away a bit afraid of me at the moment. "As we should younglings, I am Deathwing and my daughter Silvermoon, and what might me your names?"

"Thalor and Vera" Thalor says as I opened my mouth to speak.