Hey guys I just thought I would give you a little author's note before the chapter. I've been thinking about a lot of things in this story lately and I would like your help with them. Yes I'm asking my readers for help with This story C= ok so here they are:
I've been thinking about renaming the story…yes or no?
If you guys are ever confused about what's going on in the story, PLEASE TELL ME. You can message me or ask in a review because I don't want to be writing something that you guys don't understand.
I've been considering making this a LONG story…like 30+ chapters long…Yes or no?
So if you want to help me, you can either message me or review…It would be VERY MUCH appreciated. I love all my readers who follow this story and I just wanted to let you know that C= I hope you like this chapter and Nice Constructive Criticism is ALWAYS welcome! This chapter is inspired by the story Fablehaven: The Real Story by linguisticsrock. It's an awesome story and I highly suggest it for anyone who loves Fablehaven!
-Thought Thinker (Linsey)
ALL NEW POINT OF VIEW FOR THIS CHAPTER! IT'S GAVIN! C=
Gavin's POV
Days, weeks, months, years…who knew anymore? I certainly didn't. Warm tears slid down my scarred and scratched cheeks as I thought about Kendra and how betrayed she must feel. Her beautiful golden hair and soft gray eyes…I had ruined everything with her and I bet she wasn't even coming to help me. I was stupid to think that she would. A breeze tumbled through the small, closet-like dungeon that I had been trapped in and jostled my shackles. I looked at my left arm and found what I had expected to find, a fresh crimson blood trail leading from my wrists to my shoulders.
Whenever the wind blew or I moved, the shackles around my wrists would cut at me. I need to get out of here, I thought. But then again I'd been thinking that ever since that Demon Prince locked me in here. My stomach growled and I was once again reminded of my horrible ache for food and water. I should be already dead at this point, but being part dragon has kept me alive…unfortunately.
My head felt light and airy every time these hunger pangs would rumble within me. My breath came short and raspy nowadays, like I was a heavy smoker. The rats would sometimes come and scratch at my cheeks, fingers and ankles to see if I was alive or not. These rats were strange and for some reason only preferred dead food.
My mind was that of a crazy person. My best friend was a red brick that was covered in cobwebs and sat in the corner. I sometimes pretended that someone was there that I could talk to, but the fantasy always faded when they didn't answer me back.
I also had totally, and completely forgot what sunlight looked like. Or any light at all.
"P-P-Please," I whispered in a raspy voice. I didn't recognize the sound of my own voice, "Just g-g-get me out of h-h-h-here." I laid my head against my blood soaked arm and felt sleep tugging at my thoughts. Just as I was about to peacefully doze off, I found myself sprawled across the floor. Huh, that's funny, I thought, I didn't even feel the fall off the wall. (Hehe another rhyme)
Realization hit me so suddenly that I sucked in a huge breath of air, regretting it a moment later though. I'm free. I'm not trapped. I can escape. I can walk. I can see sunlight. I can eat food and drink water. I can see Kendra and Seth…
Ever so slowly, I placed my palms against the ground. Slightly lifting myself up with what energy I had left, I managed to get into a crawling position. I looked over to where I was once hanging like a picture against a wall. The shackles had been eaten away at the cuffs by…I couldn't believe it…by the rats!
More than a dozen of them were sitting just below the broken chains. One of them emerged from the crowd carrying a piece of bread in its mouth. I had no idea how this was happening or if it was all just a dream, but I quickly decided to just go with it.
Sitting into an upright position, I took the piece of bread and slowly savored every bite. Then I slowly drifted to sleep, dreaming about finding my way out of this place.
^^^Later^^^
I woke up feeling stronger than I previously had. At first I just lied there with my eyes closed, enjoying the fresh feel of sleep. But then I remembered that I was no longer hanging, and decided to try to stand up.
The moment I moved, pain seared through my chest. That fall must have given me a few broken bones, but I was determined to stand. I wrapped my hand around one of the chains hanging off the wall and started pulling myself up.
Sharp pains moved throughout my body and I started to feel light headed, but I kept pulling. Finally I was somewhat in a standing position. I didn't think it was safe to let go of the chain yet, but I stood feeling proud and victorious. Nothing was going to stop me.
^^^A few days later^^^
Pound…Pound…Creak…POUND…Snap…Crackle…Pop…Smash! Yes! I had finally done it! I had been pounding on that door for a good hour, and now it's finally down. The door to my tiny prison was now split in half and broken. Stepping outside my closet dungeon for the first time in forever, I soaked in every detail. I was in what appeared to be an abandoned castle…probably the first main house here at Wyrmroost.
The walls were crumbly and gray. Smashed and broken furniture littered the castle, making it look kinda spooky. I looked around for a door or a window but I didn't find one. Smart Navarog,I thought, Put me in the back of the castle with no windows or doors. I decided to simply roam the castle until I found some kind of exit.
It felt as thought I had been wandering around the deserted castle for hours before I found a window I could slip through. I looked out the window and saw that it was night time. Well there will always be sun in the morning. The fall from the window was about five feet, but I was still unsure if my current condition called for jumping.
Before I actually had time to think about what I was doing, I was sitting on the window sill saying 1...2...3. I jumped easily off the window sill and into the dark, starless night. My eyes adjusted easily to the darkness as I tried to remember where Agad's house was, but nothing came to mind.
I would have to ask a dragon.
Seth's POV
"No way Hermia, why would I help you?" I asked.
"Because, Seth, now that you're a full real mermaid you can help me become a Mermaid Whisperer. All you have to do is live amongst the mermaids until they trust you and value you. All mermaids are Mermaid Whisperers already, but that's only because of the water they swim in. You see they all reside in one vast pond on a secret preserve, but the water contains magical power that turns people into these beings. The only reason that there are only two Mermaid Whisperers that ever existed is because mermaids will never willingly leave they're pond for anything. They're tough little buggers to catch too. If a mermaid leaves their pond they turn into a mortal, therefore becoming a Mermaid Whisperer. Usually they're cold hearted, and use sick methods to drown anyone who attempts to get in the water. See it's simple."
Um wow, NO. This girl must be crazy! I have absolutely no reason to help her whatsoever. "Why should I help you, Hermia? First you bite me, which didn't feel too pleasant, turn me into a cold hearted creature and now you expect me to do what you're asking for nothing in return. I still don't even know if you're good or bad!" I said in a rush.
"Seth, I need a yes or no answer. Now." Hermia said with an angry look on her face.
"No," I replied simply.
"Then I'm not really sorry about what I'm about to do," Hermia said with an evil grin. The next thing I knew was that she had punched me in the temple, knocking me out cold.
Kendra's POV
Backpack, check. Food and water, check. Portal disks, check. Map of Wyrmroost, check. Potions, check. Note to leave behind, check. Small weapon, check. Hope, check.
I sighed and sat down on my bed. What was I thinking? I couldn't go to Wyrmroost all by myself, I'd get fried or killed. Suddenly an idea struck. I jumped off my bed, down the stairs, through the living room, across the kitchen and onto the porch.
"Abcd!" I shouted, hoping she was in hearing range. Bright purple, navy blue and cream colored wings came into view and drifted toward me. Abcd had the face of an angel and her skin was almost a translucent pale. Her long orange hair was braided into a thousand tiny braids that swished around her face.
"Hello Kendra," Abcd chimed, "How are you today?"
"I'm good, but I need to ask you a very big favor." Abcd nodded and beckoned for me to continue. "Well I was wondering if maybe you would go with me on a secret mission."
Abcd looked confused and asked, "Well isn't anyone else going with you?"
I shook my head no and she frowned. "I'm sorry Kendra," She said apologetically, "but I can't leave the reserve. All the creatures are bound to the preserve now so if we try to leave, we'll turn to dust. If I were a human I would be able to leave, but there's no way… I would help you if I could."
"Well my grandparents have this book that our friend Tanu left us and there might be a way in there. Unless you don't want to, then that's ok too. I know it's a huge sacrifice." I said that last part kinda sadly.
Abcd paused for a moment then happily said, "C'mon Kendra, let's go look at that book."
