A Whole Different Life (Book I)

Chapter 10: The City Of Thieves (Part 2) (Edited)

"Fraener!!" Picket suddenly yelled as soon as we got to the hole, my eyes widening to the point they could've rivaled the moon's.

"Hey! We're supposed to be-"

Suddenly, the ground started to shake a little, the hole's pulsations ceased while smoke started to rise from it. Before finally...a face appeared, with grey scales covering it before a set of sharp, narrowed purple eyes appeared. This friend of hers...it was a-

"Dragon." I said weakly, my voice sounding like a mouse's as the very size of the face that was attached to a long neck made me gulp.

If it wanted to, at any moment in time, this dragon could gobble me whole. But...as the Dragon simply kept quiet, its attention fully focused on Picket. The sudden sight of it turning its direction to me before it started to snarl almost making me want to piss myself.

I'll consider myself some kind of genie if I make it through this encounter!

"Who is this? Why have you brought her here?" The Dragon spoke, it's voice deep and cold as it continued to glare at me.

"She's a friend Fraener." Picket explained calmly.

How was she so calm in the face of a literal Dragon?!?

"We came to tell you that you'll finally be going home!" She laughed.

The Dragon or rather...Fraener narrowed his eyes a little, clearly, he didn't believe her. "Lies." He spat with a hiss, his tongue slithering out of his cavern of a mouth like a viper's.

"Do you think I am blind girl? Do you think I do not notice how she looks? She is not diseased. She comes from up there, the Surface-Realm." Fraener spat.

"The surface festers with Paladins like an infection...and you are too foolish to realize it!"

A Paladin? He thought I was one of those guys who killed Daemoniums for sport? This was going to be ugly.

"That's not true! She came down here to destroy the Thief's Core and turn this place into nothing but a memory! You can finally be free!"

The Dragon snarled again before he finally lowered his head towards me. He took one sniff at me, narrowed his eyes before he finally rose his head and shook his head.

"She is a champion; she must be here at the orders of someone to kill me! Daemoniums have no place where the mortals roam!" He snarled, smoke beginning to rise from his nostrils and escape from his mouth.

"Fraener, that's not true-"

"I refuse to be struck down!" He roared.

"Daemoniums are dying...they die because of her kind! I refuse to be killed!" He continued to scream, his shrill cries shaking the very ceiling as he suddenly thrashed his head around.

"Fraener! Calm down!" Picket continued to shout, her words only making him scream louder before I saw his throat start to turn red.

Saying that wasn't good was an understatement.

"Picket! Leave him alone!" I said as I rushed over to her. Damn it...how in the hell do you calm down a Dragon!?

I wasn't no trainer in the slightest, that movie I watched when I was younger taught how to be friends with dragons but not how to calm them down! Still...I had to do something or else this guy was going to turn this entire place into an inferno in a second. I cleared my throat and readied myself.

"Fraener! Mitescere! (Calm down!)" I screamed to him, that one week of Latin finally paying off as his shrill screams finally started to cease.