XII
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Trowa continued down the forested path, listening calmly to the breezes as they ran through the trees. Wu Fei followed behind,
looking nervously to each side and then up in the sky.
"If it's bothering you so much you shouldn't keep looking at it," Trowa murmured without glancing at the Chinese pilot.
Wu Fei glanced up at the looming shadow again. "It's been following us for the past two hours.." in the sky there remained that
lizardlike silhouette, whether it be a good or bad omen neither knew.
"Well what is it?" Wu Fei pondered.
An image was suddenly in front of his eyes, a great large being with blue scaled skin and pale cyan wings. The name rang familiar..
but it couldn't be.
"It's a dragon," Trowa finally commented. "It's been following you,"
Wu Fei looked up momentarily, then sped his horse up just the slightest bit.
The boat slammed into the coast, and Heero calmly jumped off the bow. The watery coast squished under his feet, unleashing a
slight moldy smell. The pirates very quietly anchored the boat and then followed their captain to the shore.
They trudged closer, aware of the dangerous silence which seemed to smother everything. The pirateswalked behind, panicking at
even the slightest noise. The large trees began to encompass the area, and very slowly the sight of the boat was gone.
Through the gloomy area, only one sight could be seen.. A large, mountainous castle, its towers nearly melting in the blackness. The pirates all shuddered and gripped tighter to their swords.
"I'd warn you not to go any farther," a soft voice warned.
Heero saw Quatre standing in the middle of the road, his blue eyes filled with the same dark fog. Very slowly he reached for the
handle of his sword, gently pulling out the blade.
Quatre smirked and raised his hand. Leisurely, he flecked his fingers and a sudden violent wave of air slammed into the brunette.
Heero was thrown back against a tree, but he refused to wince. Half in pain, he staggered upwards and glared. "That the best you
can do?"
Another wave pummeled through him and he slammed against the muddy ground.
Quatre walked towards him, the pirates backing up as he approached. Leaning over, he held out a hand to Heero. Heero quietly
accepted it and was pulled back to his feet.
"If you wish to go to your own death, I won't stop you," he murmured darkly. "However I won't be so gentle next time.. We'll meet
again."
For just a small half second, he stared into Quatre's eyes. The blonde's face remained impassive as he slowly began to disappear in
darkness.
Heero clenched his hand into a fist. He wiped the mud away from his face and turned around. The pirates were watching,
trembling in fear.
"Let's get going," he growled. He turned around, grabbed tighter to his sword and continued walking towards the tower.
Yeah, we will meet..
Anne surveyed the wreckage, carefully riding through the leftovers of the battle. Near a field, they'd run into a small army of trolls
and goblins, though they had taken the entire army out, their side still had casualties.
The generals stared at the wreckage of the smoldering fields, then examined the slain. The main troops had been made up of trolls,
short pudgy piglike creatures, their smell was the only thing worse than their appearance.
But why had their been so few? The Southern armies were fabled to be enormous.. but at the most there had been only 200 soldiers
here. Anne frowned as she thought to herself.
Up in the sky, she saw a dragon circling around the trees. Wincing, she watched as two figures appeared out of the forest behind it. Glancing closer, she could barely make out a large bang and black hair. Could it possibly be?...
They came closer, and she could clearly make out Trowa and Wu Fei.
But before she could approach them, the dragon plummetted from the sky and landed straight in front of her.
Elaina growled to herself as she slammed her fist against a wall. Two full troops gone, two!! And by an untrained Northern army!!
Oh they'd pay for this, they'd pull full on.
Standing against the wall staring vacantly at the black stones was Quatre, his expression impassive.
"How many did you lose?"
"What business is it of yours?"
He smirked, not taking his eyes away from the wall. "I'm surprised, you were so confident.."
"Two troops won't set me back much, even if I lose them all I still have you,"
"I'm not going to be much help," Quatre replied calmly.
Elaina came closer, very slowly until she was staring into his eyes. A small spark of blue specked, but then was swallowed once
again by the dark. "You don't want to help me rule after this is over?"
A smile formed on Quatre's white lips, as a faint darkened aura appeared around him, growing stronger with every second.
Elaina smirked to herself as she slowly thought of what was going to happen. The armies were positioned to attack the Northern
side, all they had to do was be unaware..
Heero concentrated on the drawing, noting the several small sketches of where the guards were located. Even he had to admit that
the artist had great talent, he was able to compare it to the real thing without problem. Compared to infiltrating a high security base,
this would be easy.
The skies seemed to suddenly grow even more gloomy as the clouds began to cover up what little light there was.
He didn't have much time..
The horse reared at the sight of the large lizard, throwing Wu Fei off its back. The dragon blew a slight puff of smoke, watching as
the horse continued to shake in fear. Wu Fei felt sudden apprehension of this large creature, but he refused to run like a common
coward.
Trowa calmly settled his horse down and stared at the large creature. It was a deep shade of blue with light, mother-of-pearl cyan
wings. The green eyes were filled with a calm green, contrasting to the large white teeth and the sharp claws. It stared at Wu Fei
then slowly came closer, swinging its large blue tail back and forth.
Then something suddenly appeared in Wu Fei's mind. A picture.. of colors, something..
Fire. And.. some deep shade of indigo.. like relief..
Suddenly the indigo jolted to a pained blood red. The dragon swerved around, knocking both Trowa and Wu Fei over from the
force.
Wu Fei glanced at the sudden attacker.. Anne?!!
Yes, it was her. She was standing there holding a sword and glaring at the dragon with death in her eyes. Behind her were several
generals, shakily holding out their spears.
The dragon inhaled deeply, and suddenly fire spouted from its mouth..
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There now.. One of my muses had some recognition! (If you don't understand this I've explained it in Quest for Majora's Mask.) The
way of communication is something which is pretty much based on a book by Bruce Coville that I read in 4th grade and I can't even
remember the name of..
Sorry if this is a little scratchy guys, it was done late at night and without much creativity. I figure I have 2 more chapters left and
this will be a complete story!! (Yay!!) Sad thing is I've already begun to map out other projects..
Thanks for reading!!