Kwai Kwai nidobak! We've finally made it; the last chapter of Abenaki Legacy. I know that many of you want me to write certain stories and made requests, so I decided to write a small list of stories that I'm gonna write in order. First, I'll work on my new Turok story, then Dead Realm 2, and I'll work on the prequel to the whole Lightning series. I'll probably write a sequel to this story some time, but don't expect that for awhile. I'll get to it eventually though, I promise. I've also been thinking of writing a new In the Name of Liberty that would star Mentem, but I'm not sure about that idea yet. Also, one of you wanted to the translations to the Guardians' names, so here they are: Mörker = darkness, Rädsla = fear, Vind = wind, Orm = serpent, Brand = fire, Stöt = electrocuted, Snö =, and Jord = earth. Now then, remember to leave a review or send me a PM!
Chapter 25: Talis Vita Est
Two days have passed since the incident with Demodius and Rädsla, and the rain was still falling strong. Everyone has moved on from the strange turn of events and continued with their normal lives. Puritania and the rest of the town was informed of the two fights that occurred on that day and they made sure to keep the guards armed and alert in case either Demodius or Rädsla decided to attack.
Luckily, there weren't any further assaults and everything seemed as peaceful as it could get. Kirk was accepted into the town guard for his heroic actions and Tamhigan was promised a home would be built for him once the rain season ended.
The post-apocalyptic dragon was currently in his bedroom within Valo's house and he was staring at the falling rain. It was midday, but most people were indoors because of the constant downpour. He jumped however when he heard a voice in his head.
'Hey Tamhigan.' Dylan spoke with a warm voice. 'Things have been pretty hectic, huh?' he said with a light chuckle at the end.
The masked dragon silently nodded in response and looked down at his biomechanical paw. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't amazed by everything that's happened since he came to the Dragon Realms. It was corrupt, true, but it was a hell of a lot better than the Post-Apocalyptic Realm and there were many good things with this Realm.
'I know that he's still alive, but I was able to discover Rädsla's past if you're interested.' the World War II soldier asked curiously.
Tamhigan nodded before he grabbed a nearby seating pillow, dragged it next to the window, and sat down.
'Rädsla had a tough upbringing. He was constantly picked on as a child because he wasn't a fighter like the other kids he lived around and they thought of him as a weak dragon. He developed a fear of crowds and large groups of people. He wanted to conquer his fear however, so when he was a teenager, he used his own fear element to scare himself. This method actually worked and he was able to conquer all of his inner demons. When he became a young adult, he moved to Warfang and became a psychiatrist, but that was short lived when he began to grow fond of mentally torturing his patients with his fear element. This was before he started killing however, so he was simply fired for upsetting his patients. He grew to love watching people suffer, so he moved back home and scared his entire family to death. Rädsla was never caught however and he became the newest Fear Guardian soon after.' Dylan explained with some dread in his voice.
"Will there be more Guardians?" Tamhigan asked suddenly, honestly wanting to know.
'Oh, hell no. As corrupt as Warfang and the other provinces are, they're not evil like the Guardians. They'll figure out what they were up to and institute actual teachers at the Temple. I have a string feeling that the Guardians are gone for good now.' the Code-Talker answered quickly. 'It's sad really. The Guardians were meant to protect and teach young dragons, yet the newest ones were fucking evil.' he commented sadly.
The Native American dragon sighed heavily from this before he took off his black gas mask. Once it was off, he clipped the human-made mask to his leather sling and looked out the window again.
'Well, that's all I have to say for now. Please try to relax… you've earned it.' Dylan spoke as his voice faded away until he completely left his relative's mind.
The post-apocalyptic dragon silently watched the rain outside and dwelled within his own thoughts. He couldn't help, but to think of his past back on Earth and everything he just went through with the corrupt Guardians. He was brought out of his train of thought however when the door opened behind him and three sets of footsteps could be heard approaching him.
"Hi daddy!" Managuen greeted cheerfully as she and the two other children sat down on both sides of their caretaker.
"Hello." Tamhigan greeted emotionlessly as he slowly looked won at them.
The kids could tell that he was thinking about his troubled past by the sound of his voice and they all frowned. They didn't like it when he was upset because it made them sad too.
"Dad, please don't be sad." Tabaldak said almost pleadingly as they looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.
The former human just sighed again, but he was surprised when they all hugged him. He felt a wave of warmth go through him as they hugged him and he slowly embraced them with his dark green wings. The children smiled when he did this and they all cuddled up to him, showing him that they wanted to stay with him.
"Is everything gonna be peaceful now?" Dusk asked hopefully, speaking the question that the two purple dragonlings were also thinking about.
"…There will never be true peace, but I'll do what I can to protect you." the post-apocalyptic dragon
He didn't really believe in peace himself, but he meant what he said. He'd do anything to protect his adopted children. No matter who or what tried to harm them, he and everyone in the town would force the threat to go through a warzone before they could do any damage.
Tamhigan, Managuen, Tabaldak, and Dusk slowly looked up and at the window so they could look outside. None of them spoke a word; they just enjoyed the sound of the rain. They each smiled lightly as they watched and listened to the soothing downpour.
Thank you, Zach the Fire Dragon and Admiralkirk for all your help. And thank you, readers for all your support! I couldn't have done this without you!