CHAPTER 10
[Penn Stables]
That night I went to sleep. I knew that I would change. I was ok with it this time. In the morning, I woke up, and in my dragon form, walked with Shimmer.
[Near Word's citadel]
We walked right past Word's citadel, and we took a road, that led us right past 5 of his security cameras. "Don't fight, Shimmer. Just run, Okay?" She nodded. "GET THEM!" yelled Word. Moordryd and the other Dragon Eye Crew members sprinted towards us. "RUN!" I yelled. Shimmer ran, and I stayed and fought. The night before, I asked Parm to change my crew symbol so it was of 2 hands holding each other. The Dragon Eye's surrounded me, and Word came up. "Mirror, what a pleasant surprise, and it looks like you were with Crystal's dragon Shimmer." "So what? You got a problem with me being with my best friend?" I looked at him. I continued to stare at him. Word smiled. "Mirror, Mirror, Mirror. There's no escape." "Word, how many times have I escaped from you? I've done it before, I can do it again." Word looked at me in surprise. I turned around facing the Wastelands entrance. I slid, and knocked over some Dragon Eye Crew members. I made a break for the gap that I had made, and raced for the Wastelands. "Scales! Wraiths, after her! Don't let her into the Wastelands!" The Wraiths obeyed, and followed me. I raced down the highway, trying to avoid Wraiths from bumping into me.
[Down in the Wastelands]
I got down into the Wastelands, and because it was my home for most of my life, I knew a lot of places to hide. I side-stepped into a small crevice, big enough to hide myself, and they flew past. I was just about to leave, when I heard a commotion from where the Wraiths went. I quietly went down to investigate. "Dragon-Eyes. Find the dragon!" Word was yelling. I decided to watch. Then the PRC came, and started to fight them off. I noticed that Artha was missing. Seconds later, the Dragon Booster came on the Dragon of Legend. {But I thought Word had the Black and Gold Dragon.} When the Dragon Booster came onto the scene, everybody stopped fighting, and looked at the dragon. Word was horrified. "What's the meaning of this?" Behind the Dragon of Legend, another Star-Class Dragon walked up. He looked just like Beau, but his gold markings were not fading. Then I realised. It must be a clone or something. Word walked up to the two dragons and Artha. "Well Dragon Booster, it seems you have my clone. No chance that stable brat, Artha Penn didn't tell you. I know he did." Artha smiled. "Apparently you were going to try and replace Beau, with this clone. Then you would be able to start you Dragon-Human War, because I can't stop you on a clone. Or can I?" Word stepped back and snarled. The Dragon Eyes continued to fight the PRC and no-one noticed me walking up behind Word Paynn. Word snarled again as a response for another thing that Artha had just said. "Stop it Paynn. You're not a dragon." I whispered in his ear. He spun around. "Mirror!" he realised. He shot Trapping Gear at me, and it hit me. Some of the Dragon Eyes soon surrounded me. Word came up, and said "You know Mirror, every time we get you, we always turn you into a Wraith. So why bother coming back?" Just for entertainment, I suppose. I always get out." Word glared at me. He looked around at the PRC who were now losing the fight. Dragon Booster had been secured to the wall, and Moordryd was ordering Dragon Eye members to tie both Star-Class Dragons down. {Ok. I don't know which one the clone was, and which one is the REAL Dragon of Legend, they both looked the same.} I looked around at the Dragon Eyes dragons. They were doing their riders biddings, securing the 2 Beaus, and fighting the PRC. I started to glow. The Trapping Gear fell off, and I rushed on top of a hill. "Black Draconium Dragons!" I called out in dragon language. They didn't hear me. I roared. The whole place fell silent. "Black Draconium Dragons!" I repeated. "Stop this now! This path is leading us to another Dragon-Human War! Is this the life you see for yourselves? If not, stop fighting, and back off." They didn't listen and continued fighting. "Hundreds of dragons and humans will die in this war, if it isn't stopped. Trust me, please take my advice. Stop fighting!" And with that I started to run off. I looked back to see if dragons were following me. None were. They didn't listen. I looked ahead, and saw Wraiths. There was a small corner in front of them, so I took that. They didn't follow me. I stopped. I wonder why. I went to walk forward, when I realised that I couldn't move. I looked around. A dragon transporter. It was a trap. There was something around my waist. Repel Gear. When did that get on there? I roared, and my call was answered, by the wrong person. "Let me go, Moordryd!" I yelled. He didn't listen. He pressed a button on his ViddCom, and his father's face showed up. "Father, I have the chromatic dragon. What do we do about figuring out which is the real Dragon of Legend?" "A test of friendship, trust and above all, knowledge." Word smiled. "Let me go, Paynn!" I yelled from the transporter. "Oh, she's a feisty one, isn't she Father?" Word chuckled. "Indeed, and that's what makes her a good Wraith." I was pulling against the Repel Gear, but it was no use. A shadow, crept into the transporter and hushed me. "It's ok Mirror, its Mortis." He tried to undo the Repel Gear, but he couldn't do it fast enough. Moordryd turned around and saw him. "Dragon Priest!" he shot Trapping Gear at my friend, and Mortis ducked. It just missed him. "Mortis, please help me. Mortis stood up, and used a flash stick against Desepshun and Moordryd. They were stunned and dizzy. Mortis had just got the Gear off me, when Moordryd stood up. "That dragon belongs to my father, Dragon Priest!" Mortis looked at him. "Moordryd Paynn, I do recall you saying something about Mirror, not deserving to be part of your father's plan." Moordryd opened his mouth to speak. "Your right, I did say that, but that was before I realised what amazing, and useful power that she had." Mortis shook his head. "Your father will fail. This the PRC and the Dragon Booster can guarantee." "You keep Paynn, busy. I'll occupy his dragon. I whispered. I leapt at Desepshun, when she wasn't looking at us. We tumbled down the side of a small cliff, and into the middle of the fight scene. Everyone stopped. Desepshun was breathing heavily. "Give up. You will not win." I told her in dragon language. She smirked. "And miss out on the chance to destroy the Dragon of Legend. No way". She tried to get up, but I put a front paw on her body, and another on her neck. She struggled to get loose. "Stop fighting, I don't want to hurt you Desepshun." She relaxed under my grip. "You don't want to hurt me?" I shook my head. "I would never hurt another dragon. I rarely fight back against a dragon who fights me". "I don't care if you don't want to hurt me, but I won't hold back!" She used to tail to trip me over, and then she had me in the same position that I had her in. "Desepshun, what are you doing?" I asked. "Doing what Moordryd could not do. Trapping the chromatic dragon. His father shall be very pleased." I struggled. "Desepshun, please, you're hurting me." She growled. "I don't actually care about some special dragon that I'm hurting. Especially you!" Meanwhile PRC and the Dragon Eyes kept fighting. "Desepshun, enough! Leave her to me!" yelled a voice. It was Word. She immediately backed off, and I struggled to get up. Word used an Energy Drain Whip on me. I called out in pain and fell to the ground again. When I had taught myself to mag off gear, Mortis helped me with all gear, including Trapping Gear, and Energy Drain Whips. The rest – I couldn't. I tried to use even the tiniest bit of mag energy that I had left, but I had no energy. I had mag energy, but just no physical energy to do it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Shimmer rush at Word. I didn't have the strength to even call out for her to stop. She rammed into Word and the Drain Whip fell off me. I ripped it off, and lay still, not moving. Shimmer walked over to me, and gently magged me out of the fight area. She came and lay next to me. "Are you ok?" she asked. I shook my head. "No, he drained pretty much all my mag energy." Shimmer growled at Word who was back on his feet. He looked around and spotted us. He strode towards us, while Shimmer was baring her teeth. Desepshun came up beside him, and roared. Shimmer whimpered, but I growled, my energy coming back. Desepshun left, turning her head, back and smiling menacingly. I soon had most of my energy, and I attacked the Dragon Eyes that were guarding both Star-Class dragons. I released their restraints and they ran off towards Artha, still secured to the wall. Artha immediately knew which his dragon was. Probably been with him, so, yeah he knew. After about 5 minutes, the Dragon Eyes were so tired, they were losing by a lot. "Let's get out of here, PRC!" yelled Mortis. Moordryd didn't follow. I wonder what happened. Desepshun had vanished. Probably went to find Moordryd. PRC, the 2 Star-Class dragons and I ran out of the Wastelands along with Shimmer and Mortis.
[Dragon Temple]
"Well, that was close." Mortis said. All the PRC dragons, Shimmer, and I growled in agreement. I was in the corner getting checked by Mortis. Not only was I completely worn out, but I could hardly move. Artha was looking at me worryingly. "Is she going to be alright, Mortis?" Mortis looked at him with a sad expression on his face. "I'm not really sure. The mag drain really affected her dragon form. For now, she have to rest and she will have to become human… for now." Kitt stood up. "No! Moordryd and the others, will notice that Mirror is gone, and now Crystal is back. Crystal isn't seen when Mirror is around, and vice-versa. They will catch on eventually, Mortis, you can't stop that." Mortis was deep in thought. "Yes, maybe you are right.