Chapter 1: not so great day and a bargain
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Author's note: I'm trying my hand at an actual story. As for the one-shot I might continue might not. Tell me if this is any good.
Gavin pov
Well I was in a great position. Just got spit out by Raxtus ,who's currently fleeing in terror, in the middle of wymroost. Thanks to the stupid gate I can't leave. Yeah note the sarcasm. Oh joy some dragons coming probably with intentions to eat him, too. Then they can go brag to celebrant. My turn to flee because I'm not in the mood.
Hmmmmmm... I know I'll go to thronis. The dragons tend to avoid him. He had to use his super speed to loose them. Hey, being Navorog had its perks.
He came to the castle, panting, of course his band of dwarfs were out guarding. I gestured with a finger for one minute.
They just seized me with a grunt. "Hey," I cried out. They paid no heed. They dragged me the giant, dropping me in front of him , pointing their spears at my head.
Throngs chuckled, "Well well if it isn't Mr. Demonic dragon who recently came back to life, so I can send him straight back." He raised his sword above me right before he brought it down on me I screamed out.
"Wait okay I know what I did was incredibly messed up, but I'm done being evil, okay. I just want to get out of here and into fablehaven. Could please do me a favor and not murder me also possibly bring them here?"
"And why should I help you?" Thronis inquired.
"Uhhh... I could give you some information?"
The sky giant leaned forward and narrowed his eyes. "And why should I believe you?"
"You shouldn't." (A/N: I've always wanted to say that!)
"Ugh fine I'll get one of my truth collors! If you don't get strangled you are not staying at my palace, and I get to ask the questions," he said with obvious exasperation.
"Yes sir," I answered almost mockingly. He took his sweet time putting the collor on me until he was finally done.
"Okay, first question, can I really trust what you say?"
"Yes." Not dead.
"second question, how did you get out of Raxtus?"
"No clue other than the fact that it involved spit." Not dead.
"What do you know about what went down while you were in there?"
"Only that celebrant got put in charge." Still living.
"My advice, watch out for the new face," Thronis concluded with a smirk.
"Huh?" Weird advice.
He chuckled, "you'll soon see so, anyways you passed my test. Here is a cloak so, the other dragons don't recognize you, see ya." Then he pushed me out of the palace.