Chapter 20-(Cynthia)
Godith and Cynthia were covered in bruises after they had fought, but they did not care about that. They were together again. Grandmother and Granddaughter. The rest of the group stood in shock. "Uhhhh, did we miss something?" asked Lethak. "Big time." replied Cynthia. "You are the mayor of Dalera?" asked Valsa. "Yes I am, and yes I am Godith's Grandmother. Yes that makes me the oldest dragon that you could've possible seen in your life. Before you ask how old I am, I am 6 billion years old." said Cynthia. "Wow, and talk about still looking young, you're just like Godith and DL Mark." said Dreyanor. "Of course you dumbass, I have the Gift of Immortal Life as well. Who the fuck are you?" asked Cynthia strictly. "Grandma!! Please! Be nice!" said Godith. "How can I when all this fighting is going on out in the world? I did not make this city just for this Kingdom, I made it so that my people and I could live in a place full of peace and happiness." said Cynthia.
"It's ok, we understand your anger. My name is Dreyanor, I am A Dragon Lord." said Dreyanor. "I am Lethak and this is my wife Valsa, we both are Dragon Lords." spoke Lethak. "And the other little one? I already know one!!" growled Cynthia at Demitri. "For Christ sakes I'm not evil!!" yelled Demitri. "Evil or not, you do not have my trust!!" growled Cynthia. "Now, now, let's not start this, please!!" asked Godith. Cynthia looked away from Demitri with much hatred and she looked at Galadrial. "Who are you young one?" asked Cynthia. "I am Galadrial, daughter of DL Mark and Godith, and yeah I know that you are my great-grandmother." said Galadrial. "I sense a large amount of power in you. You posses an amulet as well?" asked Cynthia. "Yes Grandma, I do. Touch my boyfriend again and you and I will have something to deal with." spoke Galadrial with a serious tone.
"You watch your mouth, girl!! If you were to be alive back then in my world, I would've smacked you just for saying like that to me!!" growled Cynthia in anger before she looked away in anger. "If you want a place to stay then you are welcome to stay at my place, but no funny business!!" ordered Cynthia as she disappeared from their sight. "Is she that mean?" asked Demitri. "Yeah, she always is like this. I'm sorry that you guys have to meet her like this. I didn't mean any of this." said Godith with sadness. "It's alright mom, we get it." said Galadrial as she hugged her mother.
After a while of getting themselves back together as one, they spent a few more hours looking through the city, going through shops and seeing some people. Godith went by herself to find her grandmother. Godith found her standing near a fountain and Godith sighed. She hoped that Cynthia wouldn't snap at her so Godith only prayed that nothing bad was going to happen. Godith walked over to her and placed her hand on her grandmother's back. "Hiyas grandma." said Godith softly. Cynthia didn't look at her but she continued to look at the water. "Look, I know that we just had a rough reunion but seriously, be nice. You are all that is left of the family, besides my sister Cynder." said Godith.
Cynthia looked at her granddaughter with a confused look. "Who's Cynder?" asked Cynthia. "You mean you do not know?" asked Godith. "How should I know?!! I did not see my daughter, who is your mother Isabel, since your wedding!" shouted Cynthia. "STOP YELLING MY FUCKING GOD!!" yelled Godith. Cynthia was stunned at her granddaughter's reaction. "Sorry...I did not mean to snap at you like that." said Godith softly. "I understand, I see what your point is about being nice, I'm sorry too. I did not mean to snap at everyone back there." said Cynthia. "I know...you're probably mad because of mom's sudden disappearance." said Godith.
"That is basically it. I did not see her since your wedding. That was the last time I saw my Isabel. But who is Cynder? Tell me why is half of her name my name?" asked Cynthia. "Well, when did you think mom died?" asked Godith. "I thought your mother died when the War broke out 5 billion years ago. Is she still alive today?" asked Cynthia. "No, she died a few months after Cynder's birth." said Godith. Cynthia looked back at the water splashing and she soon started to cry. "It's okay grandma, I know how you feel." said Godith as she hugged Cynthia. "It's not just that....I had not seen my daughter for such a long time! I always wanted to see my Isabel just one more time. But now I won't!!" cried Cynthia onto Godith's shoulders. Godith cried with her as well. She too wanted to see her own mother again, but she was not able too. Despite seeing her come to her as a ghost on Christmas, Godith wanted to see her mother being alive.
The two cried out at the fountain for a while before Godith led her grandmother to the benches. The two sat down and slowly stopped crying. "I guess I should tell you everything." said Godith. So Godith went on telling her grandmother much about what happened after they had last seen each other. Cynthia then understood who Cynder was. Cynder was Cynthia's second granddaughter. "I guess your mother named her after me because she looks like me. Your mother did remember me after all these years." smiled Cynthia. "Of course Grandma. If I was able to remember you, then so could she." said Godith. Cynthia sighed and looked at her granddaughter. "I wish I am able to see her. It would be nice if she and I were to see each other for once." said Cynthia. "Grandma...Cynder never saw mom before. She doesn't even know who she is." said Godith. "Ohh my goodness. That is just terrible. I just hope that one day Cynder does get to meet Isabel, her mother." said Cynthia.
"I know. Now enough about family. It's time that we talk about some official business." said Godith. "Like what darling?" asked Cynthia. "The reason why we are here is because the Slayers are coming to this city." said Godith. "Slayers? To this city?! HA!! I laugh at them for just trying to take over this city. The walls are made from the most strongest metal in the universe. What was that called again?" asked Cynthia. "Katchin." replied Godith. "Yes. The walls are made from Katchin and not even if your husband DL Mark can manage to get through it. The only way to enter the city is from the inside. I can highly doubt that the Slayers have helicopters, and all that stuff. They won't be able to reach to glass dome roof. Even if they do, that glass is made to be explosion-bullet proof. If they think about traveling underground they can guess again. Thousands of pipes that block their path. Even if they did go through it, they have to go through the incinerators. This city is uncapturerable. Undestroyable. There is no way to make it into this city." said Cynthia.
"No offense Grandma but is there a weakness?" asked Godith. Cynthia looked at her with an untrustworthy look. "What are you playing me at? Are you just trying to get info out of me so that you can help those Slayers?" asked Cynthia. "NO! Grandma, I;m fighting to make sure that they don't kill us! The Slayers want all of us dead. Atreus is alive." said Godith. Cynthia felt fear go deep inside of her. "Atreus...is alive?" asked Cynthia. "Sadly yes. He was brought back to life by Lucifer. Now that DL Mark is gone, we are struggling to stay alive!" spoke Godith. Cynthia placed her head in her hands and gave out a loud frustrated sigh. "Alright, there is one weakness, but it can only be accessed from someone inside. The walls are strong on the outside, but are weak on the inside. As strange as it may be, we have used most of the metal here to help us produce weapons and other supplies for Dracovia. Our researchers soon found out a few years ago that the metal was wearing off. We decided to get our supplies from somewhere else." said Cynthia.
"From Zonith." said Godith. "Yep. The metal arrives from them, and they ship it up to us. We make everything here and ship em' out to Dracovia. Anyways, like I said. Our researchers had told me that the metal from the inside was weakening. One explosion from any of these factories that are lined up by the wall will break it. That's the only way in. But now that you told me, I guess I will have to shut down the factories and focus some power on defending this place." said Cynthia. "I'm bringing 15,000 men to help us. These 15,000 were trained by DL Mark so don't worry about them. Your 15,000 plus my 15,000 equals 30 grand. Even if a factory blew up, the slayers will have a hard time just trying to swarm inside." said Godith with a smile. Cynthia looked at her granddaughter with a smile. "Hehehe, Godith you sure had changed a lot. When will they attack?" asked Cynthia. "My sources say by mid-week on night-fall." said Godith. "Very well then. If they slayers want our city, they are just going to have to come and get it from the inside." said Cynthia.
Little did they know, Dreyanor was actually listening in on them. 'The walls can only be breached from the inside? Interesting. I must tell father about this.' thought Dreyanor as he teleported himself back to Azeroth.
A/N: Uh oh, it does not look good, now that Dreyanor knows about the city's weakness. What will Atreus have to say about this when he hears it? Find out next on War!! (Cynthia belongs to SexyCynder on Deviant art. Yeah she does not mind if I used both Singe and Cynthia. Thnx anyways ^_^)