Disclaimer: L.J. Smith owns all concepts of the Nightworld, as well as any
characters whose names you recognize.
Part One:
For the first time in thirty thousand years, Lina stirred in her sleep. The tomb was only ten feet for the surface of the crater, and the dragons could subconsciously feel the hurricane that was raging above.
Lina stirred again and woke up. She was groggy at first, but once she saw her surroundings, she returned to normalcy with a start. She and Tiarn were in a large red room with runes written in sliver all over the walls and ceiling. She and Tiarn were on large, red, rune covered beds across the room from each other. Why were they in the same room? Lina lived on an island, and Tiarn lived across the water on Pangea.
Tiarn was lying motionless on the other bed, still asleep. Then his eyes snapped open as he sat up with a start. "Lina? Are you awake"
"Tiarn? Yeah, I'm awake. and a little confused."
"Where, pray tell, are we? What happened?"
"We're definitely not in our cave. this looks like a tomb of some sort. Hey, remember how some witches imprisoned Malete? Maybe they did that to us."
"Why would they want to put us to sleep? We only played a miniscule part in the night wars."
"That's sure some storm outside. it sounds like it's still our time."
"Yeah. Why don't we get out of here?"
"Definitely."
Using their dragon magic, Lina and Tiarn broke the spells, and flew out of their volcano, carefully locking the tomb behind them.
"Tiarn, why'd you lock the tomb? Who cares what happens to it."
"You never know when we'll need it. It can serve as our meeting place. it's much cooler than our cave. Plus, I'd like to read those runes sometime."
"Okay, whatever," Lina said skeptically.
They walked out of the chimneys of the volcano and into the eye of the hurricane. "Tiarn, isn't there land that way?" Lina asked, pointing in the direction of California.
"Should be unless they've done something when we were asleep. Let's go!"
They shifted into albatrosses and rode the winds to California. They landed in San Francisco and looked with shocked eyes on at the modern world.
***
A/N: Thanks to everyone who gave this story a chance. Also, thanks to Queen Kat, who read this story when it was up ages ago. I'll try to update this by next Tuesday.
Part One:
For the first time in thirty thousand years, Lina stirred in her sleep. The tomb was only ten feet for the surface of the crater, and the dragons could subconsciously feel the hurricane that was raging above.
Lina stirred again and woke up. She was groggy at first, but once she saw her surroundings, she returned to normalcy with a start. She and Tiarn were in a large red room with runes written in sliver all over the walls and ceiling. She and Tiarn were on large, red, rune covered beds across the room from each other. Why were they in the same room? Lina lived on an island, and Tiarn lived across the water on Pangea.
Tiarn was lying motionless on the other bed, still asleep. Then his eyes snapped open as he sat up with a start. "Lina? Are you awake"
"Tiarn? Yeah, I'm awake. and a little confused."
"Where, pray tell, are we? What happened?"
"We're definitely not in our cave. this looks like a tomb of some sort. Hey, remember how some witches imprisoned Malete? Maybe they did that to us."
"Why would they want to put us to sleep? We only played a miniscule part in the night wars."
"That's sure some storm outside. it sounds like it's still our time."
"Yeah. Why don't we get out of here?"
"Definitely."
Using their dragon magic, Lina and Tiarn broke the spells, and flew out of their volcano, carefully locking the tomb behind them.
"Tiarn, why'd you lock the tomb? Who cares what happens to it."
"You never know when we'll need it. It can serve as our meeting place. it's much cooler than our cave. Plus, I'd like to read those runes sometime."
"Okay, whatever," Lina said skeptically.
They walked out of the chimneys of the volcano and into the eye of the hurricane. "Tiarn, isn't there land that way?" Lina asked, pointing in the direction of California.
"Should be unless they've done something when we were asleep. Let's go!"
They shifted into albatrosses and rode the winds to California. They landed in San Francisco and looked with shocked eyes on at the modern world.
***
A/N: Thanks to everyone who gave this story a chance. Also, thanks to Queen Kat, who read this story when it was up ages ago. I'll try to update this by next Tuesday.
