This is an intro chapter is after the "Battle of the burning plains" As to the elven couple stays in a forest that's in the shadow of the mountain Farthen Dûr, They were called upon as great healers of Tronjheim, As Elanjar was a great friend to King Hrothgar as kids, and stayed to be closer to his friend and didn't have to travel from his wife Gaelira.
Disclamer: I'm only saying this once. I only own a few characters, and the conception of this crossover story.
Chapter 1
Great loss
The light rain quickly intensified into a downpour as the smoke from the burning rubble, which was once Seiko city rose into the air. The once proud city now lay in ruins, the result of a devastating raid. From the destruction, a lone griffin emerged, a dragon hatchling in his beak and the bloody remains of his mate in his arms. He gave one last look to the flames of the ruins before turning away, never to look back again.
He relentlessly made his way though the forest, still carrying his son in his mouth, despitethe weariness in his legs and ignoring the pain. Due to his injuries it took him hours to reach his destination, a lone house nestled between the trees deep within the forest haven. As he reached the front door his body failed him and he collapsed into an unconscious heap, his hybrid son, the hatchling, lying by his side, whimpering and howling for help. The two creatures were covered in open wounds that oozed blood. The griffin's were worse, however, and during his desperate escape through the woods he had lost a lot of blood.
An elven couple in the house, who had just finished eating their dinner, heard the noises outside and rose to investigate. They came to the front door and their eyes fell on to the unconscious griffin and then on to the young dragon hatchling by his side.Seeing the bloodied state of the hatchling and the pathetic form of the griffin the female elf gasped and began giving her companion orders.
"Quickly Elanjar, get them into the house so they can be treated, hurry!" She commanded.
"Yes, I know, Gaelira, I'm the healer here and I can see that they need to be treated." He replied as he rushed to the hatchling first,it's young age giving it priority. "You could help by getting the hatchling too, he's a lot heavier then he looks." Stated Elanjar
The elven couple eventually carried the two injured creatures into the house, which was built as a hospital. They placed the griffin onto a bed in an enclosed room with Elanjar. Then Gaelira took the hatchling and gave it a bath, washing off the blood on its body. The hatchling winced as Gaelira treated the wounds it received from the raid in the village, however, several minutes laterit began to grow sleepy after its treatment. Gaelira took the hatchling and placed it on to the pillow of a bed.
"Gaelira, I need you back here!" Shouted Elanjar
"Coming!" replied Gaelira
She finished making the hatchling comfortable, and turned to leave, the hatchling trying following her. The blood loss and stress on its body made it weak, however, and it collapsed back on to the bed, whimpering for help. A clash of equipment and a shout was heard from the griffin's room and then Gaelira burst in.
"Oh, no!" She gasped as she rushed to Elanjar's aid. The griffin was lightly sedated and Elanjar's medical tray contained an arrow head. Worried that Elanjar had been injured during the extraction, she began to check him over, but he refused and told her to check on the griffin first. She reluctantly did so and found that the creature's vital signs were failing, his breathing laboured, and his body growing colder.
She immediately went to a cabinet against the wall and retrieved a cup, which she then proceeded to take to the water bucket to fill it until she was stopped by Elanjar, who was shaking his head disapprovingly. "I know you want to help him, Gaelira, but…" He trailed off.
"Elanjar, we cant just let him die alone, not like this." Pleaded Gaelira.
"Father… Where are you, Father!?" A grief stricken voice sounded in the elves heads. The elves froze in their tracks and tried to discern where the voice was coming from. It rang out again, but filled with fear and the unmistakable note of crying.
"Father… Don't go… please?" Cried the voice
The door slowly opened and the elven couple saw the young hatchling nosing open the door. When the space was wide enough, it stumbled in, walked a few steps and then fell forwards onto its face as its forelegs gave way. Gaelira moved towards the hatchling and delicately picked it up. It whimpered and gave a half hearted struggle to escape her embrace but she soothed it. "Don't worry, little one, I'll take you to your father." She said calmingly.
As she took the hatchling to the griffin a tear fell from her eye. She placed the hatchling by the griffin's stomach as it began to regain consciousness. "Father, you okay? Where's mother?" The hatchling asked with his mind.
The griffin was silent for a few seconds, his breaths struggling to enter his body, and then answered, "I'm fine, son, but your mother is gone…" He managed to say before he interrupted himself with a cough, "I don't have much time, Kyoshio. This couple, I trust they will take good of you…when I'm gone." Resumed the griffin, followed by another cough, blood erupting from the his beak.
"NO, Father! Please don't leave me." Pleaded the crying hatchling, tears streaming from its eyes. Gaelira looked away, unable to face the scene unfolding in front of her.
"I'm…here, Kiyshio. I'll… always be in your heart…" The griffin raised his right foreleg and pointed a talon at his son's chest as he said this. The elven couple could only watch. They knew they could do nothing, the arrow had struck the griffin's most critical organs and had embedded itself deep enough so that they could not be repaired. "Even if you can't see me, listen to it. It speaks, so listen closely…"
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