A/N: So this is my latest chapter, its a bit short but believe me when i say i needed a lot of self motivation to complete it. that said if this story gets any,i mean any attention im willing to continue writing. i also don't have any Beta's so if you are interested give me a PM. If you find any glaring errors don't hesitate to point them out. Enough talk, on with the story.
Chapter 11: Rebirth and Reckoning
Location: Eclipse, hyperspace, Unknown.
They sat around on chairs or crates in the cargo bay with Growd as Foawr put a splint on his broken wing. Nobody spoke until Growd stopped twitching when Foawr was done and the low hum of the hyperspace drive dominated the setting.
He sat on a crate next to Growd's head "I owe you an explanation." Foawr offered tentatively.
Insa looked straight at him "No, you owe me the truth palace-boy."
Foawr nodded "what do you know of drakons?" almost expecting Insa's reaction.
She stood up anger flashed in her eyes. "What does an extinct animal have to do with princesses and the fucking emperor!?",
"what do you know?" insisted Foawr, his calm demeanor was so unexpected by Insa her anger left.
Insa crossed her arms "They were luxury beasts, probably just like rupings, for lords and ladies to fly around on. One rumor is that they can breathe fire…." She sat on her chair "another states they had mystical powers, grants wishes, gives good luck, shits diamonds and a hundred more stories. Your pet, can I guess from your question that he is a Drakon?" Growd growled and bared his teeth and looked at her with glowing red eyes inciting a small gasp and the stiffening of Insa's neck.
"He is not my pet Insa but yes he is a Drakon," he pushed Growd's head away breaking Insa's eye contact with him " and he is frightening my friends" Growd huffed and lay his head by Foawr's lap still watching Insa with the now regularly red reptilian eyes. "It's not going to work, she's too defensive." Complained Growd to Foawr who just looked at Insa.
He decided to try another avenue, "what do you know of the force?"
Insa smiled "Hah I know enough, had plenty of flings with you apostates of Tython", she winked at Jon who shuffled uncomfortably, "I even know your jargon 'the force is a mystical energy the binds the galaxy' blah blah blah" Jon nodded knowingly and smiled as the phrase brought memories of his days at the college.
Foawr visibly brightened, glad Insa was at least receptive now, "Then you know to some degree what it means to be a force user. Don't you?" He asked to Insa's nodding head. "What if I told you that Growd or any Drakon can use the force? What if I told you that drakons are far more intelligent and wise than any average person, able to think and feel?"
Insa looked down and shook her head "I'll believe it when I see it Foawr."
Foawr was silent for a moment before smiling sagely, "He wants to talk to you, does he have your permission?" asked Foawr
"What? How?..." Insa sputtered.
"Does he have your permission?" Foawr repeated, as though demanding and answer.
Insa nodded mutely before feeling a tingling at the back of her head and a deep inhuman voice rumbled in her head "Greetings meatbag, I am Growd. We are well met." she noticed the black reptile was looking directly at her as the voice resounded in her mind. Of course she immediately realized and freaked out for a minute before she could stay sane with the fact that Growd could talk, in a sense.
"So the emperor was after you?" Insa asked still sending spooked looks toward Growd.
Foawr shook his head "No, he was after this." He waved his hand and the egg-box floated from Growd's saddlebags to the center of the floor.
Leanne knelt before the container and slowly opened it to reveal the shining ivory surface of the egg. Four pairs of eyes could not seem to leave the precious egg as Leanne gingerly took it into her arms. The egg in her arms she looked at Foawr "What now? Do I get to bond with it?" she asked her excitement bubbling over.
"Her," Foawr corrected "and yes, I expect you will bond to that drakoness." Foawr shifted Growd's head to kneel in front of Leanne. "But you have never touched the force, nor can you, at least until you bond." He took the egg from Leanne and placed it on the dura-steel floor between them, with his palms resting on them. "place your hands on mine and calm your mind. If all goes well it will be over quickly." He stated calmly.
This elicited a nervous chuckle from Leanne "Will it hurt? Not that I'm scared, or anything…", defiant yet vulnerable she pulled unknown strings in Foawr's heart.
He sighed heavily, it was quite unlike him to have such tender emotions "This is a force ritual where I act as the conduit between you and the drakon, it won't hurt, hopefully." He continued. Leanne nodded stiffly and followed his instructions, closing her eyes to calm her nerves.
Insa watched the interaction with mild interest before muttering to herself "this is insane", her ship was now home to crazy religious rituals of all things.
"This is insane," An unexpected voice agreed with her breaking her out of her reverie. "such an event has not been witnessed in more than a century." Jon was excitedly babbling.
Insa nodded, marveling at Jon's passion. She also noticed that Growd, the talking reptile, was watching the pair in rapt attention. "so, you're cute for an apostate." She said abruptly, annoyed at Jon's lack of interest in her femininity.
Jon blushed violently "Uhmm…. Ahh… I'm actually celibate." He gushed.
"What's that, a weird alien or something? Insa asked, apparently mocking him.
"Actually.." Jon began before he sensed a tremor in the force, interrupting his jibe at Insa.
All eyes were on the now shaking egg, Growd rose to his feet trembling in pain. Small shrieks and taps were emanating from it while Foawr stepped back, gazing at the egg in awe. Leanne sat completely still before the jerking, cracking egg, her brilliant green eyes wide. A particularly loud crack occurred and a hole broke in the shell. Amniotic fluid dripped from the hole, larger every second, and a scaly, slimy, horned head burst out. It was white, white as snow, with large blue reptilian eyes. The hatchling shrieked and crawled out the egg, mucus dripping off its lizard like body. She spread her wings and shook off the mucus, to the general cries of disgust by Insa and Jon.
Leanne lovingly observed the hatchlings antics and cooed to it. The sound immediately caught the attention of the hatchling, which was sniffing and crawling around Growd. She scampered to Leanne who had outstretched her arm. The moment the drakoness's snout touched Leanne's palm there was a flash of light and the dark, musty cargo bay grew warmer. Leanne screamed as she felt her body was being scorched and frozen at the same time. She gave in to the pain and fell, fell into the comfort of darkness.
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