Draken in Disguise

Dare Me

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I snuck through the forest silently, cursing myself mentally. Why did I have to do this again? Oh right, BECAUSE I'M A FREAKING IDIOT.

***********{Flashback}************
"Aislyn, could you possibly...? Aislyn just maybe could you be suggesting, that maybe, just maybe, your tribe is equal to mine? Surely you wouldn't jest?" brayed Milo sluggishly.

"Jest? You mock me. I would not jest about my family's pride," I coo back sweetly.

Milo grins widely,"Than I pray you would be able to test your worth? Or your delusions of grandeur just that, delusions?"

"I can best any contest you have planned for me, Milo," I answer, spitting out his name.

"Fine. I hope you can best the Murderers though, since my challenge is to steal there Golden Fleece," he croons victoriously.
********{Flashback End}**********

I freaking hate Milo, and his aura of grandeur. He needs a good whack in the face. Possibly with a chair. Possibly a spiked, poisonous chair. Maybe one with a chainsaw attached. Or a lightsaber. A wailing demon needs to be attached too. The pompous little snot deserves it. Badly. REALLY FREAKING BADLY.

I let out a deep breath, calming myself down. I glimpsed my target no so far away, the Golden Fleece dangling mockingly from the towering pine. My distant cousin,Laddon, the dragon at the bass, lifted three of his raven colored heads. I froze, he was unlikely to let me pass, but I had to get the fleece! "Stupid pride," I murmur angrily.

I decide that insanity is the best option. So I stick my tongue out and proceed to taunt him.

"Your breath stinks! Fat Aligater! Lazy Ignoramus! You know what? NO ONE LIKES YOU!" I call out in a nagging voice. He roars, very obviously offended. The angry dragon then proceeds to charge at me, breathing what I assume to be my fiery death.

I spin around, sprinting for deeper into the woods. He lunged after me, five heads turning to a nearby squirrel. I stumble to a stop, waiting until he's almost on top of me. Just as I feel flames scorching my back, I whip open my wings and propel myself upward. I race back to the pine, grateful that Laddon can't fly.

I'm just about to grab the fleece, when my eyesight blurs, causing everything to look like one big dot. I slam into the pine tree with a sickening thud. Pain sears through my body and I go limp, my body catches on the pine's branches, causing a shower of needles to fall. Laddon roars triumphantly as I sink into blackness.