Dragon Girls: A New World

Chapter 8: Oh Sweet Thor in a Diaper ((part 2, Echogreen))

§-Echogreen-§

My eyes were glued shut. Not literally of course. It only seemed like it. But they weren't.

After much struggling, she opened her eyes. It was so bright outside, so she closed them milliseconds later. "Erg ..." she moaned.

I glanced to my right with slitted eyes. Paintsplash was there and I saw her mumble something. Was she awake finally?

I closed my eyes.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

I was falling through the air. "HELP!" I cried, but my voice was snatched away. I tried to flap my wings, but alas, I could not. My eyes were wide in terror and I felt so helpless.

Echogreen.vA voice hissed. I spun around, a terrified look in my eyes. This was extremely hard as I was falling through the air.

"Who is it?!" I yelled. My voice cracked and I tried to cringe. Didn't work.

Your sister battled me once before. It is your turn now.

"I said, "Who are you?" And you had better answer." My eyes slit.

You won't get an answer out of me.

"Yes. Yes, in fact I will."

No.

I hit the bottom of the chasm with a thud. I groaned. "What---"

Your first appearence of me is yet to come, but yet ... I'll give you a hint.

A huge shadow loomed up in front of me. I yelped and skittered back. My legs wouldn't work properly and I was too drained to do anything.

Gaze upon the shadow.

I shake my head. "N-n-n-no."

Are you afraid?

I shook my head again.

Lying doesn't become you.

I bit my lip and turn around.

The shadow was misshapen. There was what looked to be a Monstrous Nightmare shadow, but really it was a wing. The tail whipped around. It was one of a Deadly Nadder. My eyes widen as the shadow laughed. It's teeth snapped into place and I screamed. I didn't want to look. I couldn't look.

Yes. Let my fear be instilled in your heart.

"No ..."

I will leave you with one last thing ...

My wound from Cinderpaw's dagger reponed and I screamed in agony. The last thing I remember was a cruel laughing.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

I awake to the bandages on my arm being soaked with blood, Diamondspirit looking over me worridely, and a cold looking female glaring at me.

I tried to speak but I couldn't.

"I told you they would bring trouble." The female's eyes slitted.

"Vetrnýi," Diamondspirit said a little harshly. "She just woke up from shock and her bandages have been soaked. Take pity."

This ... Night Fury?. ... might not even know the notion of pity.

"Pity is for the weak. Pity softens you and makes you vulnerable. Show emotion and your enemies will crush you." Vetrnýi said.

Paintsplash gurgled something and Diamondspirit glanced and Paint. "Wait, is she ..."

"Yes, dumbledork." Vetrnýi said. "She's out of coma."