FYI peeps, this chapter sort of prioritises Ailith, but trust me ish is about to go down! With the entire group
The next morning, Ailith woke up first. She sat up and looked around to comprehend she's no longer in a stuffy cave. There, Astra slept soundly beneath Asgard's wing and Austa with her back against his curve in his neck. The brunette slept curled with the tail.
Said girl sighed and stood up, she stretched the same way she has for the past year, unnaturally, bending backwards to come off like a crab of sorts and crawls like so, seeing the world as she also has for the most of the year, upside down.
She made her way through the untouched forest, low held leaves in the majority of her way which she quickly either slipped under or around. She eventually just climbed a high branched tree skilfully in attempt to reach the branches. Once successful, she hung upside down, not to forget though, but to exercise.
She hoisted herself up and then slowly set herself down, only to repeat, doing a upside down chin up action. However, she heard a high-pitched growl and roar which scared her enough to come up too fast and fall. It's a miracle she hasn't snapped her back with how many times she's fallen on her back.
She groaned and rolled onto her belly to avoid the pain now in her back. She went to hoist herself up and froze as she looks up and sees two terrible terrors. "Nice tiny dragons!" She said uneasily and slowly went to stand, but the dragons shrieked a roar and began charging at her.
Ailith yelped and jumped up and ran as fast as she could, speeding away, the two terrible terrors following from slightly above her. It's funny to think this girl wins in fights against bigger dragons, bigger men, the dragon hunter Viggo Grimborn yet flees from two small dragons.
She glanced back to double check and see if she's still getting chased, but nearly yelped as she finds herself not being attacked by tiny dragons but tumbling down a hill.
She yelled out as she falls, stumbling and tumbling down an almost vertical hill. She groaned once she reached the bottom and rubbed her back. She sighed in relief feeling her bones still in place after the amount of bone cracks she just heard.
She stood up and dusted herself off only to look ahead and see a much darker forest than before. The trees had more leaves and the ground contained dry mud. The brunette's silvery blue eyes scanned around the place, the trees would make great obstacles for a lit obstacle course...like I need to tell you what's about to happen!
Ailith was a blur running in zig zag formation to avoid the thick yet thin tree trunks that in her mind were flaming blades sticking from the ground, she laughed and ran on, skilfully dodging them.
She, however, wasn't expecting to run right put onto a pristine clean beach. The sand was so pale she needed to look away from it and the water looked like it was completely clear the ocean floor beneath it was seen like it was shallow, but it was a good few metres deep.
Ailith peered around with a relaxed smile and inhaled truly peacefully. "Dawn..." She whispered, the soft breeze traveling her voice through the beach, earning a roar from something, wasn't any nadder, or Gronckle, Ailith had never heard a roar quite like the one that responded to 'Dawn'...it got her thinking.
The brunette, unsettled now, started to approach whatever it was she heard in the first place. She walked for a good while before she began to think the roar she heard was in her head. She was about to give up. But then there was another one, and this time it sounded more like a whimpering cry for help.
She looked around curiously and in an agitated way, curious to know where the roar had come from. She peered down the left side of the pristine beach, then down the left, but before she could turn right again she saw a shipwreck, it looked abandoned, but she saw the hunter flag and instantly ran towards it bravely. If she ran into hunters so be it but she wasn't letting any dragon suffer in there.
Ailith hopped onto the crab infested spruce wood deck and cautiously looked around for any signs of life other than crabs and dead fish. She ship reeked of rotten flesh which made her nose perk and then scrunch to the stench. Her fingers rose to cover her nose as she continued to search, she found the body or two of a hunter but didn't let that frighten her off.
Then once again, the same roar was heard, the brunette twisted the knob to open the hatch to get below deck, but as soon as she pulled it open, terrible terrors flew out as well as a small, maybe in its young years, Deadly Nadder. This made the brunette sigh, thinking that Nadder was the response to Dawn's.
She sighed again and went to leave when she heard a groan of agony. She hopped down courageously but also stupidly and peered around, it's too dark to see anything! She still had her fingers holding her nose, she narrowed her eyes then held her breath, instantly she picked up a rock from the sling shots back on their last island and scrapes it agaisnt her knife with a stick between her legs.
Once a spark formed and then a fire blossomed, she saw the multiple bodies around the place. She gasped but before she could run, one reached up and scratched her arm. "Oh gods!" She exclaimed, her nose shut so it sounded the way one would sound while holding their nose, and she tripped and fell backwards, the fire getting caught beneath the ladder she needed to crawl out of.
"Oh Perfect!" She added, now not caring of the stench, as she looked around for anywhere else she could break out from, but she felt herself already being infected by the sick vikings disease.
Then suddenly, plasma it looks like hit the ceiling, it emerged from a hole caused by the fire which lead to a lower level beneath the lower deck. Ailith held her scratched arm and watched with widened eyes as a dragon she's never seen before emerged, it was dark, really dark, with a deep gray underbelly and faded on his wings, everywhere else on him pitch black.
Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head, with her being on deaths door for three reasons. A, she's on a burning ship. B, she's just been scratched by someone with the scourge of Odin. And C, she's just face to face with a dragon who may or not be nice, but she was quick too assume with the deadly look he gave.
Her eyes rolled back but she couldn't see, and she lost control in her limbs. Her body went limp and she fell, hitting her head off the ground next to the many dead hunters, the hit in the head was the finality to mark her unconsciousness.
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Deceptive Harmonies(discontinued)
FanfictionI've discontinued this story! I'm remaking it though and hope for it to be much better!