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The legend of the Dragon sapphire


Emmy could hear the sounds of her own footsteps echoing across the stone floors of the lower grounds -or the basement- of the tower in Duriun. She held a flame-lit torch in her grasp and she held it high so she could get a small glimpse of the tapestries that hung on those ancient walls.

Many depictions were on each tapestry, the wall-hanging images seeming to be in chronicle order as the light from the flaming torch lit showed her each and every wall hanging image there was to see.

The images that were hung on the wall all seemed to be in chronological order, at least, so it was much easier to follow when Mortimer started to explain.

The blind king strolled slowly passed the tapestries, the light of each flame-lit torch managed to reflect against each wall hanging and he gave an unseeing cloudy-gazed sideways glance to each of them despite not being able to see them.

"Centuries ago, there was a time where Duriun was apart of Canterlot and we had befriended this strange race of beasts that had the ability to breathe fire and speak through its own mind and then transmitting its thoughts to another—"

The king explained this as he and Emmy simply strolled through the dank and dark and rotten stone hallways which held the origins of this place.

Emmy listened with open ears and a clear mind as she heard the clicking sounds which would echo in the otherwise empty corridors, the clicking sounds becoming audible every time one of the duo's feet touched the ground.

Emmy couldn't deny that she was starting to feel intrigued about this.

Regardless, Mortimer continued "—but over time, us humans started to grow skeptical of dragons as a series of fires broke out and burnt half the village into cinders. So, following the town indicting the dragons of this heinous crime, war broke out between the human race and the dragon race."

Emmy swallowed and murmured "Oh dear," whilst she tried to comprehend this.

It was, without a doubt, hard to believe but she had grown accustomed to witnessing the impossible and decided not to question the story's validity.

She just frowned and looked at the blinded king who started to look down as if feeling a sense of nostalgia.

"For ages, the war raged on and on with no end in sight. T'was a vicious desire for dragon blood to be spilt on the humans side whilst what was left of the dragon race had gone into hiding and stayed to fight off our armed forces..."

The woman in yellow frowned deeply in sympathy. She knew that Mortimer was blind but, for a split few moments, she saw a small glimmer of guilt and shame wash over his unseeing eyes as if he was truly apologetic for what had happened to the overgrown lizard-ish creatures.

Emmy fought back sighing along to voice her own shame of this, she understood the concept of war well and this wasn't more blatantly high lighted then back in her last adventure in which she betrayed the top-hat-wearing gentleman she had considered her friend.

It was a memoir which she regretted having, yet she also felt relieved. Because of that, she no longer had to lie to the Professor regarding this info and she was even happy to have been allowed to rejoin him in this adventure of unique proportions.

But then she wondered...were there still dragons out there? How did those knights survive and how did they wind up on that island all alone?

Thankfully, being the ever so (ironically) insightful one, Mortimer sensed those queries and continued to tell the tale as well as answering those questions.

Finally, they stopped upon reaching the last and biggest tapestry which depicted three dragons...one of which looked vaguely familiar. There were three knights to counter them as they stood on opposite sides of the dragons on the bottom corners of the square-shaped fabric.

The epicentre of this tapestry was a bright blue sapphire that apparently glowed in a cartoony manner.

A lovely fire-coloured ribbon lacing had been beautifully threaded through the top and bottom to finish this amazing work of art.

Facing the tapestry without seeing it, the king spoke "Duriun's final plan against the dragons was to send a group of knights to slay the beasts and we were certain that the three were unaware of the arrival, alas when they got there they had vanished from the scene. All that was left was a sapphire which had been found by my ancestor..."

Emmy's breath had been knocked from her chest as she felt the sudden need to sit down and take some time to absorb this new information.

She kept a tight hold on the flame torch whilst she leaned back against the stone walls and she knew that all of this made her mind reel whilst jumbled thoughts started to buzz away irritably and fly through her mind like worker bees in a hive.

She didn't know what to think of all this.

How could she be expected to simply let all of that be processed in one fell swoop?

Alright, so she now got the gist of how Mortimer knew so much about the kingdom even if he IS the king, he knew of the knowledge that was there as if it were like he had been alive around then...

Emmy's mind suddenly came to a screeching halt as that thought had become the centre of all of her other thoughts.

Wait, those knights...they couldn't possibly be immortal and she didn't even know how they wound up on that dinky little island in the middle of the ocean.

She somehow didn't want to find out, though.

It was a puzzle she knew would give her a major migraine trying to figure out later.

But, it was then that she had an instinctive urge to run towards the nearest window.

Emmy had no idea why that she had this gut instinct but she went with her gut which ordered her to do this, sudden as it may be...

She rushed down the halls, leaving the poor king behind her a few miles back, and then she looked out the window and cast her gaze up towards the moonlit skies looming over head.

Other then being hidden behind a beautiful blanket of indigo blue with dotted skies swimming around the gleaming moon, Emmy noticed a very particular cloud pattern which didn't look like any nighttime clouds she had ever seen before. It was very odd and she felt the need to try and translate it.

But her eyes shot open in pure terror as she realised that it was in code and it was the Professor who wrote it!

Emmy carefully examined the cloud message and frowned sternly.

"O-Oh no..." She gasped upon whence she finished deciphering it "I-I-I gotta go warn Luke and the others!"

Without wasting another second, Emmy's legs jerked into motion and she sped like a train to the scene as she dropped the flame lit torch and left a certain someone alone and by himself.

Quite irresponsibly one might add.

Mortimer looked up, still knowing that the hallways were dimly lit up so he wasn't in complete darkness.

It was really strange; the young lady was there one minute and the next she was gone. Although he considered this a blessing because it stopped her from asking that one important question which he had wanted to avoid.

Emmy had a very intelligent aura and he knew that it wouldn't take long for her to figure it out.

He perked his head up and called out awkwardly, his lonesome echoes being carried down the empty halls "Um...hello, anyone?"


Luke and Rachel raced up the stairs of the bell tower as fast as they could whilst they forced their lungs to work even faster than before.

Neither of the duo dared to stop running since they had a feeling that the desperation had been escalated since mere moments ago.

Luke watched as Rachel quickly hopped up each step like a bouncy bunny rabbit but she seemed to have been whimpering out of exhaustion, she was a baby after all and Luke couldn't put fault on her for getting sleepy.

"Eeeeeek!" Rachel screeched as her tiny wings flapped, pointing a front left leg up the stairs as if to signal that they were almost to the top.

Luke simply narrowed his brow in confusion.

How could a baby dragon know all of this? of course he had a feeling that the phantom dragon's advice had something to do with it but he also had another feeling which he couldn't explain...one that felt like he was being watched with an intense glare.

The teen jumped up the stairs as he kept his legs burning as he ran as fast as he could up the stairs and he bit his lip and tried not to trip upwards.

...That would be most ungentlemanly.

It took what felt like forever when Luke and Rachel had finally reached the top of the bell tower and they examined each and every inch of the bell tower steeple to find any clue as to what this could possibly have to do with the dragons, the lost mythical race which had sealed this whole entire puzzle with a lengthy shadow.

A shadow that was probably sired by the mysterious origins of this town.

Luke slowly scanned his surroundings as he let his vision spin just a bit in order to study everything in front of him.

The bell was bronze and, on the outside of the dented giant object, there were some beautiful markings depicted upon it and there was a foreign bit of scribbling on the front, much like some kind of writing or such.

The rest of the belfry had dark stone floors which had some cracks and growing ivy roots attached to it as if to indicate the time that had passed since this has been here.

The floor also looked very hollow, the distance between the bottom and the stone slab of the belfry being pretty thin yet also sturdy at the same time. Each step someone would make carried a certain amount of featherlight weight as each and every click a single step would make would deftly leave an ominous echo throughout the whole town.

Whilst Luke and little Rachel investigated, the former examined the writing on the bell and Rachel herself sniffed at the ground with her little tail held high in the air.

She acted like a bloodhound trying to catch a scent.

Luke's attention was captured when he saw two pigeons standing on the railing of the belfry and he decided to speak with them first before doing anything else.

"Hello, you two, do you think you can help me with something?" He asked.

The pair looked up at the young teen with curious eyes and they chirped lightly, tilting their heads sideways and looking at the boy with their beady sideways eyes fixed on him.

"Aye, lad," A pigeon said "what'd you need help with?"

Luke smiled. He was glad that these two pigeons would be willing to help him and he was now glad to have his talent to speak to animals.

Oh, how proud he was...for a few moments he even wondered if his little sister would talk to animals too? He would even teach her all he knew about animals, maybe one day.

Although, unbeknownst to the teen, Rachel kept her little snout to the ground.

She slowly sniffed through her nostrils and she kept her big round eyes glued to the ground whilst she slowly flapped her wings in a futile attempt to assist with her search.

As the tiny dragon snuffed out for something in particular, she kept her tail high in the air and slowly swaying from side to side as her tiny paws waded against the stone that acted as the ground for now.

But then a wide smile grew on her tiny muzzle and her eyes lit up excitedly.

Rachel looked as if she had found buried treasure.

She had found something!

Without even waiting for Luke, the little dragon softly nudged the floor. She didn't know how but she knew exactly what would happen and that this was what they were seeking this whole time and she even let out a little yip as she done this with such pride gleaming in her magenta pools.

"Eeek!" She squeaked excitedly, nudging the floor a second time with her tiny snout.

Within moments and before Luke could ask Rachel what was going on, the ground opened up beneath the two of them and they fell down the hole which Rachel had inadvertently opened.

The hole was pretty large and it seemed to go down into a hill-like slope complete with dirt and cavernous pillars which hung overhead and this seemed to explain exactly how long is was here.

"Woahhhhhhh!" Luke hollered, clutching on to Rachel whilst rolling down a steep hill-shaped slope he had found hidden in the bell tower. He was in a hurry to get help before his beloved mentor, the amazing Professor Hershel Layton, was executed.

He had been rolling for what felt like minutes, clutching little Rachel close to him by hugging her to his chest. The only light coming from an entrance at the end of the cavern he just so happened to be tumbling down into a quick rolly-poly and the Professor's apprentice just couldn't help but squeeze his eyes shut tight when a sudden feeling of nausea had arisen in his now churning intestines, twisting his gut and making it swish around inside his stomach.

Rachel, however, seemed absolutely blissfully oblivious to the dangers of this and she seemed to think that this was actually a game.

Eventually they had finally came to a stop, bumping into something suddenly, and Luke's ball basically uncurled and he was laying on the ground flatter than a pancake with his eyes staring up at the ceiling so he could regain his bearings.

Luke could definitely feel a different environment here. It was lighter and the air seemed much more fresh.

It somehow felt like an oasis merged with a bunch of ruins, it reminded Luke of the golden garden back in his old hometown of Misthallery and he almost felt nostalgia creep into his heart whence he recalled his very first adventure with the Professor. That seemed so long ago now...

He was brought back to his senses when he saw that Rachel sat innocently on his chest, wagging her little tail innocently.

The Professor's apprentice suddenly heard some inquisitive growls and this made Luke refocus his attention. He blinked a few times in an effort to snap himself out of his stupor and he found that his heart halted in his chest, becoming encased in a momentary crystallised state that it freeze.

Rachel looked up at them too and cooed and gurgled, putting a paw into her mouth so she could suck on it although her paw was a bit too big to it into her little maw of a muzzle. She had a very curious look shining inside her magenta irises and she was clearly starstruck by everything that was going on.

She reached a free paw up at the dragons and exclaimed "Ah..."

Luke looked up and was overcome with disbelief of what he saw and he even felt his mouth pop open and his eyes widened with a mix of shock and even more disbelief of what he was actually perceiving with his mind and eyes.

His heart was erratic and his palms were sweaty as he tried to come to terms with this reality.

He had to accept it after seeing the view before him for far too long to consider it a dream:

Luke and Rachel were in the presence of dragons, REAL dragons.


A/N: Hi, everyone, sorry it took awhile to update this. I honestly had this halfway done for awhile now but I just had trouble with it because I'm still quite sore in the tummy so forgive me if I'm taking a lot longer to update.

That includes the Ace attorney VS Professor Layton Christmas story. I haven't abandoned it, I'm just waiting to get the motivation back to finish the chapter which is still in the works.

A lot of the stories I'm making are mostly one-shots right now because I'm getting tons of ideas and I just wait to try and get the inspiration.

So, if I take awhile in stories then that hasn't mean I abandoned them completely. The stories in the list are just waiting for updating and are not done yet because I probably just lost motivation for awhile.

Sorry, guys.

I may take awhile to finish this even though I have important plot points figured out.

I hope you understand.

-Chloemcg