Hello, new story! I know I've got a few to finish but I've got writers block with em so here we are!
This fanfic takes place seven years from the last book, Ages are Driskoll- 19, Kellach- 21, Moyra- 20. There will be oc's and new towns, ruins and runes, that I made up for the purpose of this story. If you have any ideas for ruin names please let me know?
Seven years since the books ended, there is a new threat in Curston. This threat is looking for a map to the seal to unleash a power to destroy and remake the world, can the knights fight this new threat and save not only their home town, but the world?
Knights of the Silver Dragon does not belong to me, if it did there would be so many more books.
First chapter is in Torin's POV, the first part takes place two years after the books.
Torin glared down at his sons, carefully watching their expressions.
Driskoll, the younger son at age fourteen, who actually had some common sense in him, looked guilty.
Kellach, the elder son at age sixteen, looked annoyed and rolled his eyes at his father.
Torin decided to ignore the action for now, punishment was coming soon enough, perhaps a week in jail would help him think this little stunt over.
"All right you two this is the last straw, and I mean it this time. I've learned how to deal with you two and Moyra sneaking off to the ruins and dungeons outside of town for your makeshift adventures, but this time you two have literally and figuratively gone to far!"
Torin noted that the boy's friend Moyra wasn't there this time, and recalled the boys talking about her bruised ankle at breakfast that morning.
"So tell me, what in the god's names were you two thinking? What crazy adventures have you two come up with that involves leaving town without telling a single soul? Do you know how worried your mother is right now about you two? Well? Speak up!"
Driskoll looked over to Kellach, who looked back and shrugged.
"We were looking for the ruins of the Mjesec Kingdom," Driskoll spoke up, "We found a map and we are going to see if we can find proof it does exist."
Kellach nodded, "We can prove it! We found a book in Zendric's tower last week and w-"
Torin held a hand up, silencing his son, "The ruins of the Mjesec kingdom? Those are a myth, a legend. Why would you two risk life and limb over this myth that you read in a book last week?" He waited for a response.
"Because we found proof that it does exist! We found a map that lead right to the front gate, show him the map Drisk." The younger began digging through his pack.
"We can actually prove it does exist, and when we do then we can properly protect the sealed power and-"
Torin silenced Kellach again with a wave of his hand.
"Kellach, you and your brother have put your mother and myself through a lot with this stunt. You're lucky that Trillian noticed you two leaving and was able to inform me before you got to far from the town or hurt. Jourdain has asked me to wait to deal out your punishments until we've had a chance to talk about it. Now let's go, we're half a day's travel from town and I'd prefer not to be gone for to much longer."
Torin turned to lead them back down the path they had just come from.
Kellach huffed, "No one asked you to come after us."
Torin looked back at Kellach, before he could open his mouth Driskoll quickly spoke "Please we can find it! Just give us a chance?"
Trillian put a hand on his shoulder, "Driskoll you heard him; we are half a day's travel from the town. Besides, it is dangerous and far for two people to travel alone. Even if you did find the ruins who knows what kind of beasts lives there, you may have gotten better with that sword but the creatures there would more likely be stronger and you could still end up dead."
Driskoll sighed and nodded.
"Thank you Trillian." Torin said then looked at Kellach, who glared at Trillian.
"Damn you Trillian." Kellach muttered.
Torin stared at Kellach for a moment before turning again and leading the others back to town, he remembered that the two had been friends when they where young, what had happened to that?
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An hour later they were walking on the road next to a steep cliff, looking down saw a river that ran at the bottom of the ravine, trees lined the other side of the path.
Kellach quietly walked a few paces behind Torin, glaring at the back of his head. Driskoll walked next to Torin, looking everywhere but at his father.
After a few seconds Kellach stopped, "Wait. Did you hear that?"
The others stopped, "Hear what?" Trillian asked looking in the same direction Kellach did, scanning the trees.
They watched the trees quietly for a moment before seeing movement; Trillian and Driskoll unsheathed their swords.
Torin looked to Kellach who was reaching into one of his pouches, getting ready to chant a spell at the creature.
Another rustle in the bushes and Torin also unsheathed his sword, watching and waiting.
They all stared in surprise as a goblin ran out and, ignored them, and ran down the path that lead away from town, seconds later more ran out from the trees and ran down the path after the other.
"What are goblins doing here?" Trillian asked as the last goblin ran past.
Kellach stared back at the trees, "They where running from something…"
They watched the trees for a few moments and felt the ground rumble under their feet.
"Whatever it is it's big! Let's move!" Torin yelled and waited for the others to run before following them, none of them wanting to find out what had been chasing goblins so far from their home.
There was a roar behind them and seconds later a shadow covered them, the creature had jumped in front of them blocking their path.
A big cat with large teeth and tail of a snake stood in front of them, growling and watching what it hoped would become its meal.
Torin braced himself and stood his ground, Trillian and Driskoll did the same while Kellach took a few steps back.
The cat watched Kellach and charged at him, Torin moved and swiped his sword at the cat, hitting its face and wounding its eye. It backed up and growled at Torin. Trillian moved next, slicing at the creature's side. It yowled in pain and backed up again.
"Let's try to push it off the cliff!" Trillian yelled,
"I've got a plan, get it close to the edge and give me a few seconds to get the spell ready!" Kellach yelled while reaching into his pouch again, he closed his eyes and began to chant.
Trillian and Driskoll moved and cornered the creature near the edge while Torin stood nearby Kellach.
"Kellach hurry!" Torin yelled, Kellach opened his eyes and a violent wind pushed around him toward the cat, the creature growled and dug its claws into the ground. After a few moments the wind stopped and had only succeeded in pushing the cat closer to the edge, not off it.
Kellach frowned, "I'm sorry dad-"
"Not the time! Hurry Trillian, Driskoll let's try to back it off the cliff!" Torin charged at the cat stopping short of it. The other two followed suit, Kellach moved to Driskoll side.
The creature looked at each of them in turn, it's eye landing on Kellach, it yowled and charged at him.
Driskoll braced himself and waited to strike, Kellach looked at the cat, then realized how close to the edge he and his brother were.
Kellach looked at Driskoll and then the cat again. His mind made up the pushed Driskoll out of the way and dropped to lie on the ground.
Driskoll landed a few feet away, and could only watch as the cat moved above Kellach, not expecting its target to have dropped like that it tried to turn, but the space was not enough to turn and it started to fall over the side, it's claw grabbing Kellach's leg as it's body slid off the edge and into the ravine, dragging Kellach with it.
Kellach screamed as the claws dug into his leg and was dragged over the side of the cliff.
Torin ran to the spot and watched the cats body fall then saw Kellach hanging onto some roots on the side of the cliff, he dropped to his knees and lied down, reaching his arm out to Kellach who reached his right arm up and grabbed his father's hand.
"You idiot! Damn it! Why did you do that? Why didn't you run?" Torin swore at Kellach.
"Sorry dad…it worked though the cats gone. Is…is Driskoll okay?"
"I'm fine!" Driskoll called over from where he sat, "I think I hurt my ankle a bit though."
Torin began to left Kellach up, "Can't help but feel like you did this on purpose so your punishment wont be as severe."
"Oh no you've figured out my master plan" Kellach laughed.
Torin smiled, relief filled him, Kellach had not fallen.
What happened next had happened quickly, but to Torin it felt as though the world had slowed to where it had all but stopped, something silver had moved fast and there was a spray of blood. Kellach's expression had changed, he was in pain and he was scarred. Whatever the silver thing had been, it had detached Kellach's right arm from his shoulder.
Fear filled Torin, and he saw it in Kellach's eyes, he moved to grab him but could only watch as Kellach fell.
Kellach reached up with his left arm, "Dad!" He cried before disappearing into the river below.
"Dad!"
Torin woke and slowly sat up, moving his head from where he had fallen asleep at his desk in his office at home, he sighed.
He considered this dream worse then a nightmare, a memory of five years ago.
What had happened was almost a blur, Driskoll said Torin had cried out as Kellach fell.
Torin was sure Driskoll had seen his brother fall, something he shouldn't have had to seen. Something that shouldn't have happened in the first place.
Torin remembered, he almost had Kellach up onto solid ground. He shouldn't have fallen.
He had sat up after a few long moments and looked at his son's arm, all that had been left of him. Trillian had wrapped it in a cloth.
Torin remembered how Jourdian cried when she saw the red stained cloth that had wrapped all that was left of their son.
Driskoll wanted to go find his brother's body, hopeful that some miracle had kept him alive, but after he saw the map of that river, which split into several more rivers, he knew then there was no hope.
In the end all they could do was grieve.
Torin looked out the window, it was morning but the sky showed signs that it would rain later that day.
He stood, ready to resume being captain of the watch.
He may have failed his son, but he would not fail his town.