Welcome to part two of The Pyrrhia Prophecy! If you're new to my fanfic, I suggest you read part one to understand what's going on. By the way, this chapter has a-well, I'll let you figure it out. And, without further ado,
here
it
IS!
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
TEMPEST
Tempest shifted uncomfortably and resisted the urge to growl. He was lying flat on the burning sand. Even though he was underneath the shade of a huge wooden platform, that didn't help much, seeing as they were in the MIDDLE of the DESERT. Plus the excited Rainwing on top of him who was supposed to keep them camouflauged kept squirming around and whispering giddily to herself. Although he didn't care much whether her flashes of bright yellow and pink gave them away, she was heavier than she looked.
"Wag wag! Why we do this?!" A voice complained inside his head.
"Despite his despicable grammar and blunt manner, I agree with Derp." Rationale, his, well, rational voice put in. "The first part I understand. Saving the queen? Right call! But the second…"
"Oh, shut it."
"Umbrage, there is no need to be so rude." Rationale sniffed, slightly offended.
"Blah blah blah." Umbrage mocked. "Seriously. The second part of our plan is the only worthwhile one! Think of all the gold…" Tempest could feel the impulsive character that lived in his head and his head alone rub his talons together greedily.
"But what about Rhododendron?" In unison, Tempest's inner voices turned to Rhododendron, as did Tempest. He didn't understand the little throb in his chest and DEFINITELY didn't like it.
"That Rainwing? She's barely a minor snarl in our plans. More like a bump. A really tiny bump." Umbrage commented dismissively.
Yes. Tempest thought to himself. A really tiny bump. Rationale didn't approve.
"Ooooooooh no. Don't start thinking like that! Don't listen to my silver tongued acquaintance! You know yoooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!" The reprimand was cut off suddenly, most likely by Umbrage smothering Rationale. Since the only other advice in his head was:
"Boogie Boogie Boogie!" From Derp, Tempest resolved himself to continue with his plans, as Umbrage had suggested.
Barely a minute later, a minute full of grudging endurance of Rhododendron's fanciful murmurings, the plan began.
A plume of frost shot into the air, originating across from Tempest's hiding place. All of the many Sandwings assembled stopped to stare, even the grand procession that had begun to spiral it's way down the street.
In the middle of the almost parade-like group was a grand Sandwing sporting a thin silvery headress, a spiraling armband, and, though not the last adornment, certainly the most noticeable, a giant stone, the Eye of Onyx, dangling from her neck.
Next to her was an incredibly noticeable dragon with blinding yellow scales, no tail barb, and a single glittering diamond embedded in her scales, in the center of her forehead.
A high pitched and barely disguised squeal assaulted Tempest's ears, obviously from Rhododendron.
"It's Queen Thorn and Princess Sunny! Oh, sugar coated apple plums! I'm in the presence of royalty! And a famous prophecy dragon!"
"Rhododendron, YOU'RE a famous prophecy dragon!" Tempest hissed.
"Oh, yeah!" Was the bright response.
Although aged, there was no disguising the dignity with which Queen Thorn carried herself. Walking alongside her daughter, surrounded by many guards, the ruler held her head high, yet gazed upon each guard and each subject with respect and affection. This was a good queen.
The distraction had worked, but Tempest didn't move. He and Rhododendron had been ordered by Kraken and Crystal to stay put unless they saw the assassin, in which case they would try to apprehend them as quickly as possible.
Closing his eyes, he heard a roar of surprise from Queen Thorn, a startled yelp from the princess, and ensuing chaos.
"Tempest! Tempest! I see them! I see the assassin!" Rhododendron shrieked.
She zoomed after a black dragon. Tempest, surprised by her sudden speed, took off after her. Racing quickly, they soon caught up, cornering the assassin in an alleyway. Rhododendron pinned the dragon to the ground.
"Got you!" She exclaimed triumphantly. The dragon's dark gaze shifted from her to Tempest as he arrived.
"Good...GOOD…" Umbrage murmured. Tempest turned to Rhododendron. There was no fear in her eyes, only excitement. He felt a little pang.
Then his tail whammed into the side of her head.
She fell to the ground, shocked eyes staring at him as she slipped into unconsciousness.
"Tempest…?" She murmured, and passed out.
The assassin stood, shaking himself off. Not speaking, he glanced at Tempest expectantly.
Taking a deep breath, Tempest bellowed.
"Over here! The assassin's over here! We've got 'em!"
Seconds later, dragons rushed into the alleyway.
"Tempest! What…?" Crystal began, but the assassin cut her off. Quickly, he knocked out each prophecy dragon as they rounded the corner.
One by one, Tempest watched his friends...companions...fall to the ground.
"Good work, Tempest." The assassin said. Steadying himself, he responded firmly.
"No problem."
