The Storm Dragon Slayer

Chapter 2

Everything is according to plan

It had been a few more years since Demor's game of hide and go seek, which he won, in case the reader is wondering, and yet again, he was sitting in his favorite tree, tail hanging down from the branches. He now stood at about four feet tall, and his tail was five feet long, and his canines were three quarters of an inch long. He wore a new pair of shorts and now he also wore a shirt that was for boys that his elders had made for him.

However his thoughts would be cut short as a blast went off in the center of town, knocking back a few girls.

Demor moved to the other side of the tree, and looked through the leaves. He saw three people, a male and two females, humans. They were in the center of the town, and they were destroying it. Demor wanted to help, but fear and uncertainty kept him still the tree. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, the humans weren't touching anything but things were catching on fire, and exploding.

These three humans kept up their little rampage for an hour, killing all who rushed at them. Then they moved through the town, and made the buildings crumble, crushing those inside. They went into Demor's house, and he heard his mother's scream as they did unseen things to her. Demor could only guess that they were killing her, and he wasn't all that wrong.

After at least a half hour of hearing his mother's cries and the laughter of the three humans as they did unspeakable things to his mother, they came out of the building, the male dragging her with his hand around her neck.

Her claws were around the male's wrist, but her attempts to pry his hand from her neck proved fruitless as the man did not release her neck until they were about twenty feet from the tree Demor currently watched from. He tossed her down and smirked as she coughed, but didn't move otherwise.

The three humans then left the town laughing as they did.

Demor quickly climbed down from the tree and ran to his mother, who looked at him with a weak gaze. Her clothes were torn, and her body was bruised.

"D-Demor." She wheezed while raising a clawed hand to his face and holding it gently as tears came down the boy's face.

"Mother, why did they do this to you?" he asked through his tears.

"They…" she took a moment to cough, blood running down her lips and cheek as the life began to fade form her eyes. "They were looking… for you." She said, tears falling down her cheeks now as she brought her son to her, hugging him weakly as he trembled.

"I need you to be a big boy, and go to the mountain you look at all the time." She said, coughing. "You have to do it without me." She said, coughing again. "Once you get there, climb to the top. You'll be safe there." She said, a faint smile on her face.

"Mother… Please, no. Don't go." Demor said, tears pouring down his face.

"It's okay, don't cry. Come here and," She coughed again, "cuddle with momma one more time before you have to go." She said weakly.

Demor did as he was told, and snuggled up against his mother, who had managed to turn on her side. As Demor cried, she began to sing in Draconian.

"Wer tairais, tepohaic confn

Ihk udoka, ekess vdri

zyak trelk, dout saurivic

vur tepoha, d'nag wurunwi

vdri, sia vrak

tir ti qe tesantamaso

dask ui tenpiswo

ekess jilg wux trelk

vur ekess nuade stoda

tisvelk wurunwi

zyak vdri, sia vrak

petranas vdri, danthe vrak

vur tepoha, d'nag wurunwi"

This song translates into the Common Tongue of English like so:

"The time, has come

for us, to sleep

so close, your eyes

and have, nice dreams

Sleep, my child

do not be afraid

Mother is here

to hold you close

and to ward off

bad dreams

So sleep, my child

please sleep, dear child

and have, nice dreams."

After she sung the lullaby, Demor slept peacefully, unaware that his mother died with her arms still around her beloved child.

Hours later…

Demor woke, to find his mother dead. He sat by her corpse, silent, his head drooped down. After a few minutes he looked up and stood, and went over to the tree he sat in so much, and began to dig. Once he had dug deep enough, leaving a slope for him to get in and out, he walked back over to his mother's body, and pulled her into the grave he had dug for her. He then filled in the grave, and patted it down. He took rocks from the surrounding area and put them at the head of the grave to mark it.

He then looked at the grave, head hung low and tail resting on the ground for a few minutes longer. "Farewell, Mother." He said before looking up, towards the mountain in the distance.