She was running. Running from a horror too dangerous and too numerous to face, even for her. She could hear them in the distance; barking and yelling in their fowl speech, if you could even call it speech. She was tiring. They were gaining. They were close enough to smell, their noxious odor filling her nostrils, along with the scent of her own fear, and blood.
I have to keep going! I can't stop now! She screamed at herself, willing her body to continue. It was an uphill battle, and her mind was loosing. She was asking the impossible of her body, as wounded as it was, but she had to try. She had to survive! With that thought her instincts took over. She no longer knew where she was running to, she no longer cared. She had to survive, and she was beginning to win. The noise! They are further away! I'm loosing the- she fell. She had tripped over a root and she fell. As she fell time slowed. Suddenly, her shoulder exploded in pain. As soon as she hit the ground time caught itself, she could hear her pursuers laughter. She went cold inside. Is this what it feels like to face death? She looked at her shoulder to see a black-shafted arrow sticking out of it. Funny, I can't feel any pain anymore. She looked up, her mind told her that the enemy was still many yards away, but her keen sight allowed her to see their yellow eyes. This is it, I am going to die.
She snapped. Instinct took hold. NO! I want to LIVE!! I NEED to live!!! I can't give up now, no matter what the costs! She screamed. She took the risk she had not dared to take earlier. Desperate times call for desperate measures! Her scream brought the attention of her pursuers, but it also brought her the one thing she needed most, help. She stood up, holding her wounded shoulder to her body. She was shaking from fatigue and loss of blood. She faced her enemy and dared them to come get her. They howled in triumph, they had seen her. But so had her guardians. A green streak fell from the sky into the faces of those that chased her, causing them to scream in agony, and horror, while another streak, this one black, raced toward her. As the black streak passed she grabbed hold of the mane and with the last amount of strength she had left hoisted herself onto the back of her rescuer. The green streak was now following the black.
On and on they fled, she held on for all she was worth, not caring where she was being taken. Her mind went blank. She awoke when they began to slow down. SAFE!! I am safe at last! Relief flooded her body, but only for a moment. As she looked up over the head of her rescuer she could see Nothing! It's a cliff! We've come so far only to be cornered like a mouse! And then That noise?! It couldn't be! As the realization of what she was hearing hit her, she made one last desperate move. She gathered her mind, focused, and cast her thought in the direction she thought it needed to go. Father!! Father please hear me! It didn't work! I failed. I am lost. Please, please help me! She felt it connect, It had to have connected! All she could do now was wait, and that wasn't long.
They came into her amplified sight a few moments after the plea. They were riding the Hounds of Hell, one of the only creatures fast enough to keep up with a unicorn in full gallop. Damn! They would have allied themselves with a pack! No wonder they caught up so fast. They were now totally trapped. She could hear their shouts and howls of triumph. They had seen them, and they knew it too. She didn't have the strength or the power to change. Her companions were just as spent as she was. The Green drake lay panting on the haunches of the great black Unicorn, and the horse was wet with sweat, his head bent, gold horn no longer held high. They had two choices, die at the bottom of the cliff, or be torn apart by the Hell Hounds. She had no word back from her father, time was quickly running out, and she had gone numb. She could not think. She didn't have to. The unicorn made the choice for them. With out warning, the great stallion leapt off the precipice, into the canyon below. All she could do was hold on. She looked down, supposedly to meet her doom, but saw instead a light. No! Not just a light. That's a tear into time! He did it! Thank you father! I love you!! And with that last thought the great dragon king watched as his great treasure, his one and only precious daughter Jenna, fell into the portal to another realm and he prayed, to safety.