The Dragon Rider Chronicles - Descent Into Zeron

by The Love of Dragons

The plan was for Jacob to go home, NOT end up in a third realm entirely. Thrown into a land of fire-breathing creatures extinct on earth and rare menaces in Narnia, bad timing puts Jacob square in the enemy's crosshairs. Shadows are everywhere and home is through the abyss with only the Dragon Riders and the Pevencies to pull him out. (Son of Dragons trilogy, Book Two)

1. Chapter 1

Prologue

Real Dragons. No, real dragons that talked. The first proposition was hard enough to get my head around, but the second was just…no. Absolutely not. On top of all this, there was the bizarre fact that they talked English English, as in a slight British accent.

Fathom that tidbit for a while.

One way or another I didn't want to admit any of this existed, even as a spear whizzed by and embedded itself in the wall next to me. Before my mind could fully process it, Peter and I's horses panicked, Peter's lurching ahead as I had to grab the reigns with both hands to keep my horse from rearing.

I vaguely heard shouts, horses barreling at us, and arrows pinging off of Peter's shield or whizzing by my head before one sank clear into my thigh. My world lit up with pain. Horrible, awfull agony. My mind told my hands to keep ahold of the reigns, but my muscles wouldn't listen and the horse shrieked one more time before I fell completely off

Snap! Another spasam raced through my leg as the arrow snapped and I collapsed to the ground. There wasn't time to sit around though, as Peter had slipped off his mount and was running back towards me. The assaliants were coming too.

There were about ten in total, and I was injured.

There was no one we could trust, and no one was coming to get us