Dustmaker Aftermath

Chapter 3

Dustmaker's Pov...

I woke up. I tried to remember what happened before I passed out. Oh, my soul started cracking. Darkstalker grabbed my soul and started to heal it. I remember looking very pale. I definitely have ptsd (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder).

After mom finds out what happened, I'll probably have therapy sessions scheduled. I could talk to one right now actually and reset, or... I could talk to one that exist Darkstalker's timeline. Whatever works, however, either way I'd have to mess with someone's mind or the timeline to make sure they didn't mention it to anyone else.

I suddenly realized Kinkajou, Moon, Qibli and mom were talking while I was asleep. I slowly get up and pull on my mother's wing. She looks down at me before hugging me. "Morning sleepy head." She said.

"I know you're trying to make me feel better, but you and I both know I didn't just fall asleep." I tell her. She seems to sigh as she looks down upon me. "What happened to the happy dragon we know and love?" She asked.

"He's on vacation, for a long time, however, like a clingy ex, they'll come back." I say. Kinkajou seems to have to fight back her laughter after I say that. "So, mind explaining what that heart was?" Qibli asked.

"My soul. Souls all possess some physical form if damaged enough, however most don't live to tell the tale." I say. "Then how did you?" Moon asks.

"My soul is... guarded by someone. They agreed to help me since I helped them." I say. "And who would that be?" Hope asked.

"Well, it's a long story. I'll explain, once you figure it out." I say. She takes in a deep sigh. "Peacemaker, please, tell me where to start. What to do to find out what happened between us." She says.

As she says this, I see what I saw when she died. I saw my soul appear before me cracking again, but before it got a chance to do anything, I grabbed it and used my healing magic. "What you need to know involves a dream you had recently. Most likely last night." I said.

"What do our dreams have to do with this?" Qibli asks. "A lot more than the usual. These dreams or nightmares, if brainstormed enough with the right connections made, could tell you what you need to before I tell you what happened and why." I say.

"Why? Why make us do something complex when you could just tell us?" Hope asks. "I hope to become a teacher in the future." I say which seems to make Kinkajou laugh and the others laugh as well once they realize why it's funny.

"But seriously, why?" Moon asked. "Because I fear if I tell you, you won't stick around for an explanation, even though a part of me knows you will, that other part of me is too insecure or determined to tell you." I say.

"Why do you think it's determination when many dragons probably a lot more determined than you have, never had to worry about their infinite strength." Qibli stated. Within the blink of an eye I was right in front of you.

"No dragon, is more determined than me. And there's only one dragon who had ever felt the pain I have, and if I didn't know what it was like to lose someone, I would kill you." I say. Everyone looks shocked. "Did you lose-"

"I don't want to talk about it." I stated firmly. "Sorry." Qibli said.

I calmed down. "Believe me, I should be much more sorry than you ever should be." I say guiltily. Everyone seems down by the tone of my voice. Then I realized something.

"OH SH**!! IT'S MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!" I say. "Peacemaker! Who taught you that word!?!" My mother asked angrily. "Also, she called you in sick." Kinkajou said trying not to laugh at the exchange.