War Of Dragons, Part 16

  We had won!  Victory was ours!  However you put it we had won!  What was more surprising was that my had worked! 

  "Head back to the city!" I yelled.  It was to fly back.  We needed to heal up and celebrate.  I climbed on Grarr, who looked just as surprised as me, and we took off.

  "That was terrible." he said.

  "But we won." I told him. "It was necessary."

  "I know." he sighed. "It still felt terrible."

  "At least we saved our home." I added.  Then I immediately wished I hadn't spoken so soon. 

  "No..." whispered Grarr. "Not that." 

  I had been wrong.  We hadn't defended our home.  It was up in flames.  Almost like a machine we started to fly.  Not just me and Grarr but everyone around us.  I could feel the wind from the others wing grow faster and harder. Our home was burning. 

  "How did this happen?" One near me asked.

  "Were there any survivors?" asked another. 

  As we landed on the edge of the city it came to me, "Darsk." I said out loud. "Darsk had said that the catacombs connected from here to somewhere in the human world.  They must have found the entrance on their side."

  A Dragon near me nodded, "That's why they took so long to mount an attack.  They were exploring the tunnels, but how did they get through the seal?"

  "Darsk took it off." I whispered. Everyone stared at me, "The Council had told him to show me the catacombs, so he took off the seal."

  Some Dragons near shuffled on their feet, "What now?" asked Grarr.

  Everyone was staring at me, they were depending on me. "Grarr." I said. "You're coming with me.  They must have a base nearby.  We're going there.  Everyone else look for survivors."

  They all nodded somberly, and I climbed on Grarr.  Then he kicked off the ground and we were flying towards the entrance.

  "You okay?" I asked.

  "Y-no!  I just saw my home burning down!"

  "I'm sorry." I didn't know what else to say.

  "It's not your fault. I just want to kill whoever did this."  Now I really didn't know what to say.  So instead we fell out the entrance.  It wasn't hard to find their temporary base, it was close.  So I motioned for Grarr to land there.

  "What are you going to do?" he asked.

  "I'm going to hold their general at gunpoint."  We landed on the edge of the camp and I told Grarr to stay there.  There was a gate, but Grarr tore through it with his claws. 

  "Thanks." I said.

 "No problem, just go get them." 

  I walked in there with mixed feelings.  Part of me didn't wan to, but the other of me felt like I had to.  It was weird.  In the end need won out and I walked through the base.  There wasn't anyone there, I guess they were all in their tents.  Celebrating what they had done.  It made me hate them even. more.  I kept walking and walked straight into the tent marked "General" it was nice that they had made it so easy.  When I went in I found the General talking to... Sophie Owlen.

  "What? Who are you?" demanded the General. 

  "Abigail? What are you doing here?"

  They stared at me like the answer was coming to them directly.

  "I'm here to do this." I said pointing my gun at the General.

  "WHAT?!" he yelled. "What do you want?"

  "I want you to call off your army."

  "Never."

  "Call them off, or I will shoot you!"  I aimed my gun at his head, but I knew they could see me shaking. "I will!"

  There was a loud CLICK-CLACK sound and I turned my head.  Sophie was pointing her gun at me.

  "Put it down." she threatened.

  "You wouldn't" I pointed mine at her.

  "I will."

  "You're just as brave as me." It was true.  Her hand was shaking too.  We stood there, guns pointing at each other.  It was almost like we were daring each other, trying to see who'd shoot first.  Then BLAMM!!!  I had fired and Sophie fell to the floor.  No screaming, no noises.  Just a soft thump, when she hit the ground.

  "You're almost as brave as me." I taunted. "Now for you." I swung my gun back to the General. "How about you call of the war?"

  "If you kill me, the war won't stop." He shook.

  "Yeah, but you remember that army you sent to distract us while you burned our home down?" He nodded. "Everyone one of those lives you used as a distraction is dead.  The Dragons killed them all."  His eyes went wide, and I made the final threat. "If you don't call of the war.  I will rain a hellstorm of Dragons on you and your cities.  Are we clear?"

  He nodded and opened his phone, "Mr. President?" he asked. "I think we need to call off the troops."  He knew I was making idle threats. he'd seen what I was capable of. I smiled and left him to talk it out.  Then I walked out the tent, and back to Grarr.

  "Did you do it?" he asked as I climbed on him.

  "Yeah." I smiled as we flew back to Dragon City.  We hadn't just won the battle, I had won the war.