Chapter 5 – the ruined home
If anyone have any ideas on what to name the Lord of lighning let me know so with further ado enjoy.
"The lord of Lighting? Why are you called that?" Little Giggadon asks.
The big dragon in front only chuckles lifting up his head. The lord of lighting spreads his wings, places his claws between his hips proudly.
"haha, well young Giggadon, I believe due to my ability to use lighting magic. My enemies kinda called me that to just give me a name." the lord of Lighting implies with a hint of pride, liking his title.
"What exactly is your real name Mr. Lord of Lightning?" Giggadon asks looking at the large purple dragon still looking a bit scared.
The lord of Lighting folds his arms, taps his chin trying to remember his name. Before he could answer he gazes at Giggadon and notices something on his back. He looks back down making the smaller dragon back pedle in fear not knowing what he is going to do.
"What is that you are carrying?" The Lord of lighting points at the wrapped object Giggadon is carrying on his back.
"Oh this!?" Giggadon takes it out to unwrap it showing the hilt of a sword his father gave him.
With one flick, energy comes out forming a blade. The Lord of lighting is taken aback staring at the sword.
"Wwwwwwwhere did you gets this!?" the big purple demanded.
"my father gave it to me! He told me to hold it and come here to find a dragon called…" Giggadon tried to answer until he remembers the name of the dragon he was supposed to meet. He looks at the purple dragon infront of him and replys, "my father told me to find you."
"Find me? And who is your father?"" The dragon, known as the lord of lighting further asks
"My father was named Omegadon, he was a harbinger of a dragon settlement called Dragoheim located in the dark lands but its destroyed now." Giggadon looks down a bit depressed, refusing to smile.
The Lord of lightning tries to think of an answer by looking up the purple misty skies of the ruined kingdom. He taps his head chanting 'think think think'. He gets an idea involving how to deal with the little drake. He looks down back to Giggadon for a deal.
"you know what? What about we go to my lair so we could discuss about this Dragoheim, your sword, and your father. What do you say?" The Lord of L offers his claw to Giggadon.
Giggadon thought about the offer for a bit. Years of being lonely due to being hated by non-dragons and his only home being destroyed by Bowser. The thought of Bowser starts to make him angry. He would never forget what had happened that day. So he decides to make his own offer to the Lord of Lightning.
He looks up, still not smiling and demands with a normal tone, "if I come with you, will you train me to fight? So I could be as strong as my father and you?"
"Of course I may!" The Lord of lighting cheerfully agrees, picking up Giggadon to place him on his back.
The lord of Lighting places him on his back. He opens his wings and makes a swoosh lifting himself up into the purple skie. Giggadon held on for his life as the Lord of L flies to where ever his lair is. His lair seems to be an abandoned reckage of a large town long ago.
Giggadon, peeks at the ruined city only to see cluster of giant cathedral like buildings. The architexture looks pretty gothic like what is seen in a vampire movie. What catches his attention the most is a giant castle up north. He wonders what kind of ruler would live there. Sadly the castle is not were he and his guide are heading.
The Lord of L flies to a district that looked like it is designed for the wealthy fok as they landed infront of a large mansion. L
Landing on his twos, the Lord of L takes Giggadon off his back so he could follow him into his lair. Giggadon looks back to see the district is mostly empty, void of life. "Aren't you coming or do you want to live in isolation?" The Lord of L calls out, putting Giggadon back in track as he follows in.
The inside of the mansion, compared to the others have nice looking furniture still intact but most of them needs to dusted. As Giggadon followed the Lord of lighting to a big stair case, he looks around the main entrance hall to see a lot of paintings of other electric dragons. He even sees one side of the hall leads to the dinning area as the other sides leads to the living room. Their destination however is the the staircase infront leading them up to the second floor, west wing.
"This wing of my home served as the private quarters area were my ancestors used to sleep or study. My room of course being the master is the master bedroom." The big purple opens the door to reveal a huge spacious room with a fireplace, a library area, a study corner, and a dressing corner, which made Giggadon laugh a bit as its weird why a dragon would need such a thing. What really stands out is the titian sized bed where the Big L probably sleeps.
The big L closes the door and leads Giggadon to another door and opens it. This time the room is a bit smaller with some of the same furniture but its made for young hatchlings.
"This is were you will be sleeping. Make yourself at home as much as you can as I will do as I promised. I will train you and when you are ready I am going to show you something very important." Big L spoke allowing Giggadon to enter his temporary quarters. "rest well" The Big L concludes, closing the door.
With the Lord of Lighting, The big L out of sight, Giggadon flops to the bed getting very comftorable. He places his family sword right by a nightstand so he could hurl up himself in the bed and sleep.