Disclaimer: Wanna see us write in our own made up language???? Yeah… didn't think so…
Author's Notes:
Raekitty13: Omg, Luna is THE slowest writer I have EVER met…. Sry but atm we don't know who reviewed but we thank you ever so much!!! You guys (or was is just one person???) rock hard core! Luna wants to end this story… without an ENDING!!!! Someone stop her!
Luna: It's true. It comes and goes, now it's vampires, but the intro. was too cliché so you won't be reading Night Stalkers. Your reading the next chapter of this fan fict..
Chapter … what ever the heck it is nowGalbatrix's castle was creepy, plain and simple. It held the feeling of a graveyard at midnight with zombies and ghost walking around in it. The guards flanked Tira as she followed Mertagh inside, shrivers running down her spine. Talon trailed Tira snapping and growling at anyone that got to close. If the dragon could breathe fire Tira was sure that all the guards would be burned to crisp by now.
The footsteps echoed off the stone floor. Torches of black fire cast weird looking shapes all around. The place was dark and freezing. And not the normal-type of chill-you-to-death, cold either. This cold bit through clothes to the very center of a person, freezing them from the inside out in the slowest way possible.
Maybe that's why all the guards looked dead, thought Tira. Indeed it was true. The guards slouched behind them, their arms limp, their faces blank of any normal expression. The only thing that made them look alive was their moving.
"Show some respect," commanded Murtagh. He paused momentarily out side a nondescript wooden door before entering.
The room was the same as the rest of the castle except for a high back black throw at the far end. Galbatrix motioned for them to come forward. His whole body was covered by a black cloak, the only thing visible of him was his fingers which held a silver claw. And when he spoke his voice was strangle rough.
"Quite a catch you have brought me." Murtagh gave a little bow of his head. "I send you out for an egg and you come back with a closer to me girl."
Tira took a shaky little step closer. The king gave a sigh. "Pity it's a girl. They make such bad fighters, too weak. But the dragon might turn out better." He shot Tira a filthy look. "I'm going to cut right to the chase. I'm don't have time to waste. Killing you means killing your dragon, and although we could do with out you; it's such a waste to murder a stunning beast such as this.
"My offer; join me or die, decide now."
Tira starred at the black faced king. Was he really asking her to join him or was he just toying with her? But he had said join or die.
Tira didn't want to help the king. She hated the king. But certainly she didn't want to die, not so young.
"Now child," commanded Galbatrix. "I'm very impatient."
Tira ground her teeth. She thought of Hay-lee and Esperanza, and never seeing them again. That's not what I want. But there was no doubt in her mind that if she didn't agree to join the king surely her would kill her on the spot rather than see her go to the enemy. Better none than the Varden.
Her voice shook as she spoke the words, too much of a coward to say otherwise. "I'll join you."
The king acted almost bored. "And what's you dragon's name?"
"Talon."
"Excellent. A Talon to rip through the flesh of our enemies. A name that'll inspire fear." Now his voice sounded a little too happy.
Author's Notes:
Raekitty13: dun dun dun… lolz that was an amazing chapter, if not short to say the least but amazing all the same (I had to kidnap her, tie her to the computer chair and hold her HP book hostage to get this for y'all so at least review and save the story!!!)
Luna32: Yeah that's kinda true. On to Night Stalkers….or is it Love and War?
