Twilight

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Any Adventure Quest Characters (Except my own. Also, this is my first fic, so go easy on the criticizing. But if you have a good tip for me, they are more than welcome.

-'Thoughts'

-"Speech"

Ch.1

Moonlight

Fang retreated behind a nearby tree, clutching his arm in pain. He glanced at the golden brown fur on his arm and winced at the sight, it was bad. The fight had dragged on for too long and he had gotten careless.

"That's all it takes, just one mistake…" he remembered the king telling him. He sniffed the air and a foul stench of blood reached his canine nostrils. The smell was not coming from his cut however. He quickly rolled away from his hiding spot just as the tree hiding him was cleaved in two. He growled menacingly at the vampire captain stepped through the wreck and grinned at his prey.

"Ready to die, Lycan scum!" it hissed at Fang. His red-stained fangs glinting in the moonlight.

"Not before you!" Fang barked back defiantly, and forgetting the pain in his arm, raised his sword and charged his adversary. Very, very stupid move… the black horned figure caught him around the throat and with his sword-arm, knocked Fang's aside. Fang struggled in his captor's grip but to no avail. He felt the end coming, his vision beginning to blur. He hated that the last thing he heard would be that filthy vampire's laugh. But wait… the laughing stopped? His stared through the fog of his eyes and noted a terrified expression on the captain's face. But he wasn't looking at Fang, it was something behind him. His eyes bulging from their sockets, he dropped his prey and took off into the black sky.

"What the?" Fang muttered. Suddenly something white, something enormous, something… WITH WINGS shot past him and after the retreating vampire. A loud roar echoed in the forest as he gradually gained on the predator-turned-prey.

'It couldn't be,' Fang thought to himself. He kneeled on the ground were the undead filth had left him. He remembered stories of them, but never actually seen one except sketches in his study books. "But, could that really be…"

He was cut off by a loud "THUMP!" as the charred body of the vampire captain fell not more that three feet from him, his tattered clothing still on fire. And there it was, striding toward him, walking on its hind legs and wearing a strange silver armor. It knelt down to the body and withdrew the seemingly unharmed blade from its wielder's scorched hand. Suddenly, it glanced up at Fang. Those golden reptilian eyes staring right into fang's blue ones, but the dragon did not move. A strange feeling came over Fang as he wondered, 'why didn't it finish me first?'

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sorry for the short chapter. tell me what you think. ; )