Yoley felt the weight still over her, in a pleasant, protective way, and her eyes oppened to stare into the worried eyes of a large, silvery wolf laying protectively over her, his intense, blue eyes, jewels of the night, glittered with a knowledge and a slight worry. Where this creature came from, Yoley ignored, but the light in his charming blue eyes irradiated an intelligence that was more human than animal, he was human, his eyes said so. An angered, loud roar boomed across the street, startling people and basicly the two creatures that layed on the ground, who felt the earth rumble beneath their fallen bodied. The wolf stood up from the girl's body and faced Onyx's enormous and deadly face, "you stupid wolf, now you'll die with her!" the black reptile roared, a scent of something being burnt floating from the animal's infuriated mouth. The wolf inflated his chest, separated his legs and the bright blue eyes stared directly at the dragon's icy blue ones, "WEREWOLF!" he barked, "and leave the lady alone, she's got nothing to do with yours and the copper dragon's matters!" the beautiful, silvery golden creature barked again. The dragon's lips split into a smirk, "ah, brave…brave and fool" he hissed like a poisonous basilisk, and suddenly threw his large, clawed hand backwards to boost the power of a strike.
The werewolf gasped, and immediately had positioned the small, golden greyish body covering the girl's small and slender body, but his frightened mind knew well that the delicate structure could do little against the powerful strike of a large dragon. Images of childhood crossed his memory, thoughts and situations belonging to the past, times spent with his father and mother, his family. He swallowed with much effort and raised his head proudly, his chest inflated with a swollen bravery, and although he was trembling he wanted to show now fear. He heard the whistling of claws cutting across the air, and the painful, numb sound of flesh being slashed and cut open, but no pain ever came, and his eyes oppened in time to see a flash of bright copper collapsing painfully in front of him.
I had seen it, the brave werewolf protecting Yoley in such an act of nobility, but I knew well that as strong as the animal might stand against Onyx, his moral was not enough to defeat the phisical strength of a dragon. I inmediatly flipped in the air and folded my enormous, leathery wings, letting the inmensity of my body fall torwards the ground, the ant like creatures growing in size before my eyes. My wings oppened to manage balance and to slow down before landing, but the force of the wing made me fel as if they'd been ripped apart, the muscles tense and sore due to the great effort. I touched land just in time to position my body between Yoley and the wolf, and the deadly, black claw.
The claw made it's way through my copper scales and into my flesh, oppening four perfect gashes which began to ooze blood, a crimson fluid which had started to flow across the metallic coloured scales. I gritted my teeth in pain, and my eyes shut with tears itching the corners, the wave of pain had expanded across my body and my hind leg had gone numb. My leg gave down under my weight, and my body collapsed under the terrible pain that expanded through my hind quarters. I looked at Yoley, love and worry glinting in my eyes, and I knew she could see it in those black orbs of mine, "run" I growled softly knowing well she could not understand me. However the werewolf did understand me, and soon was tugging on Yoley's school skirt, motioning to be followed. Understanding dawned in Yoley's mind, and her body had started to motion into a dashing run behind the wolf's desperate howls and barks, a quick glance behind to cerciorate my well being, knowledge of the fact that I, Odaiba's Dragon, had saved her life.
Onyx looked into my black eyes, both our gazes meeting at the same time, and a flaming spark of shock boosted with a flickering flame of hathred seemed to glitter in the icy blue orbs, warning them with the thirst of violence. At the same time that flicker seemed to subside as the dragon recovered the logic within his mind, "you love her!" he spat all of a sudden, and a wave of pain floated within each note, piercing through my heart. I saw him under a new light, a light that casted an enormous, dark shadow over his night dark scales. He stared at me with a weight of sadness squishing his heart, and an internal struggle reflected on his reptilian features as he decided wether to destroy me for my insolence or let me live for my pleasure. I grimaced at the feeling of pain that spread through my hind leg, the three gashes were bleeding profusely and crimson fluid ran across my copper scales, staining the floor with a dark red blood.
Onix snarled venomously, I could see the dragon's mouth flooding with saliva as his ice blue eyes gazed into my pitch black ones, and hathred flared within the cold orbs. I could feel his despair coursing within my body as his eyes reflected his noble heart and compassion, yet his eyes were blinded with rage. My time in the digital world often showed me noble creatures being controled by dark souls, but this whole situation was new, the fact that love could corrupt a noble heart. Love was supposed to be something good, inmaculate, why was this dragon acting like a wild animal who has been hurted? Even more, why did he even know and love Yoley? By her looks she didn't seem to have ever seen a dragon in her life.
Onyx had decided my fate, and it was to get rid of me so he could have full access to my best friend and former girlfriend, and my instinct, as animal, was that of survival. I oppened my jaws and felt the gentle warmth of the gas igniting upon contact with my saliva. A jet of hot flames escaped my mouth, glowing with the intense golden white shine of unbearable heat. The attack engulfed the larger beast, licking with malice the resistant, black scales, scratching with it's magmatic hands the gentle skin of his chest, and trying to sneak into his flesh like a parasitic worm.
Onyx recoiled as his whole flesh screamed in pain, stinging intensely by the still ongoing attack. His lips parted to let out a shrill like roar, his body was now standing over his two hind legs as he miserably attempted to escape the intense heat. Using this brief instant to my advantage I shut my mouth quickly, cutting the jet of flames that had engulfed the black dragon. Ignoring the intense pain and the bleeding of my hid leg I stood up on three, wings spread out to gaibn some balance. Without wasting a second my three healthy legs impulsed my enormous body up into the sky, a vigorous flapping carried me forwards torwards my house, the only place where I would be secure, hiding into my human form. A shower of blood droplets fell over the street, a crimson rain follwed my way and my leg fell limply, my fangs clenched in pain, and my features grimacing with the sensation.
Yoley ran as fast as her legs could carry her, the silvery golde wolf trotted in front of her, yet he never ran so far that given the moment he couldn't protect her. Yoley saw, with great reliefe vanishing her cold and swelling fear, her friends approaching, Kari, Tai, TK, Sora and even Davis, all of them wearing worried faces. Yoley saw the large wolf sprint faster and turn to run into the bushes, his golden fur vanishing into the thick foliage. Yoley gasped loudly, not expecting one of her saviors to vanish so quickly, "WOLF! Wait!" she called after him in a desperate attempt to find out more about the familiar looking wolf. The wolf never reappared and the young teenager knew he wouldn't return, "thank you!" she said with a noble and grateful smile on her lips.
The group of degidestined reached her, all breathing heavily, their bodies numb and weak as they had raced across the halls and street trying to reach the frantic girl, the computer boy and the black pursuer. Tai looked around frantically, too many people missing for a time of crisis, "what happened to Izzy?" he inquired nervously. Yoley frowned worriedly, eyes spaced out to gaze into an infinity of nothingness, "I never found him!" she whinned in a cracked, sobbing voice as reality dawned into her. Kari, gasping loudly, approached her friend and embraced her tightly, "oh Yole…don't worry, Izzy's smart, I'm sure he found a way out!" she said comfortingly, yet her voice flowed gently, with simpathy.
A loud, shrilly roar echoed in the athmosphere, shattering the constant and calm peace of the city, sending passerbys rushing madly without direction, like an ant colony being pursued by a predator, screaming, running for their lives, dropping their goods. Chaos had taken over the peaceful japanese people with a simple scream, a roar that boomed over the sound of traffic. But the friends simply stood there, frozen, staring fearfully at the direction where the large black dragon remained. A large fireblast, like an enormous, flaming comet, emerged from behind the building, small crimson droplets glistened in the golden sun light. The creature vanished quickly into the air, it's figure becoming smaller until it looked nothing away from an ordinary bird. Yoley gasped and took a worried step forward, "Blaze!" she called him by the first name that appeared into her mind, he looked like a blaze in flight. The others turned to look at her, "you know that thing?" Tai inquired somewhat fearfully yet more shocked and indignated, he almost felt as if the girl had betrayed them in some way. Yoley looked at him concerned, yet her skin was still pale, "he saved my life and the life of that wolf" she explained pointing with her eyes at the spot where the wolf had vanished.
Matt ran up to them, his eyes had caught the whole even from afar, the departure of Blaze and the comments, and he knew, for he had seen it, that Izzy was being pursued by a large black dragon. He slowed his race and stopped next to Kari, "what happened?" he inquired. Yoley, finally recovering from shock, broke down completely, her eyes finally spilled the threatening tears and a current of sobs convulsed her body. Tai's hand made it's way around her shoulder and he squished it comfortingly, while concerned eyes attempted to gaze into the face of the woman. Sora looked at Matt with aprehension and simpathy, "we didn't find Izzy" she said in a cold, silent voice, trying to keep back all feelings. Matt's eyebrows raised, and his eyes widdened, "what?" he gasped with disbelief drowning his voice. He took a few sprinting steps forward, almost hesitant paces torwards the area in which Yoley had been attacked, but he stopped not daring to confront the dragon. Nothing could have happened to Izzy, it simply wasn't right.
I made it into my house and collapsed, my leg unable to maintain my body weight. I quickly cured myself and pressed a bandage around the gashes once I had cut down the hemorrage. Inmediatly I realized how worried my friends must be, so I grabbed my cell and called Yoley. I heard the beeping sound with the memories of the previous minutes still floating into my mind, the thought that I almost lost my best friend pressing my heart and frezing it with the coolness of fear.
"hello?" Yoley inquired into her cell, her voice as slightly cracked and drowned, almost as if she had been crying.
"Yoley, it's me, Izzy" I said in a rushed, trembling voice.
"IZZY?" I heard her gasp, "guys, it's Izzy" she said excitedly, her voice was a tone down so I assumed she had pulled away from the phone.
"Yoley, listen, I know you me being pursued by On…er…a black dragon" I explained, realizing just in time my slip, "I wanted to tell you not to worry, I'm fine, I went to the digital world and home from there" I explained.
"Ok, Izzy, oh, hush it Tai…hey, he's telling me to tell you that the match is tomorrow morning" Yoley said somewht happily.
"ok…er…., see you tomorrow then?" I said, my voice had softened considerably.
"see you" Yoley said in an equally soft, almost sensual way.
As soon a Yoley hanged she pressed the cell against her heart, tearsof joy slipping down her cheeks. However her features became serious, thoghtful, between her friends congratulating each other for Izzy's well being, and their happy coments and chitchatting, something had clicked in Yoley's mind. She reached down to search into her pocket and pulled out a famliar piece of machinery, like the mecanical key to a garage. Violet plastic covered the mecanism, a digidevice, on it's liquid screen was reflected the crest of Knowledge. Yoley stared at the item thoughtfully, "how could he have gone to the digital world without this?" she inquired herself in a silent whisper. She never retuned the digidevice, it's not that she forgot but more that he never realized and she had been too distracted to remember, and whenever she thought about returning it more unusual things seemed to encircle their world.
"more news about Odaiba's Dragon, apparently it was bleeding. The causes for such are unknown but the hypothesis of it being attacked…." Screamed the television as the news flashed by, blury images of my trublesome retreat ran across the screen. I sighed and turned off the television, my hand unconciously trailing over the wound. How annoying could they get with the whole matter? Ever since that first appereance all that has been spoken in the news was about me. Why didn't anyone happen to see Onyx? Everyone had seen the copper dragon, I mean, once a woman rounding her fifty accused ME of trying to kidnap her when she was five! Ok, we do live a long time, but I am exactly 17 years old, how could I have tried to kidnap her?
I took my position at the goal post, my legs spread and my body crouched to get a better aim at the approaching ball, well, whenever it decided to arrive. I was lucky, my leg barely hurted from yesterday, and it was basicly a little itch at the pull of the skin. The sun was not high, and the athmosphere was fresh, the intensity of the light was mild so we did not loose vision in any angle. The stands were crwded with people, the whole school had come to see us, and so did part of the enemy school, so generally not even a proffesional match would have gathered a tenser situation. I could feel the furious glares at my team as they managed to take hold of the ball, the joyful and encouraging screams fought in a bloody battle against the high pitched whistles. My gaze never looked away from the field, my sense of sight was good so I was able to distinguish the small white and black sphere rolling within Tai's feet, no…Tokoro's feet, wait…Davis' ah…well,just the ball rolling far away from here.
Not much after the beginning of the first time, perhaps twenty minutes, the best player from the oposite's team arrived at a dashing race, the ball dangerously steady on his feet. He quickly and agily dodged the two deffenses and rushed torwards the goal post, where I waited, my gloves hands steady and my whole body tense, all senses on the situation, this was a hunt, and I was a dragon. He diminished a bit his speed and shot to the left side of the goal, yet his aim, although good, had not been all that perfect as I imagined, or perhaps I was just too good. The ball flew quickly torwards me, and I took a leap torwards the left side, my left obviously, calculating with perfect presition the distance and the ball's parabol and it's B point, or point of collision.
I threw my leg and the ball collided with the soccer boot I was wearing, my muscles tensed intensely and the ball flew off torwards the far end of the field, to be stopped by the other goalkeeper. I knew the whole field had gone silent due to the shock of having a ball thrown off into the other side, but my situation changed considerably in a fraction of minutes. An intense burning sensation spread across my leg, my muscles felt as if they had been pierced by a million flaming needles. My leg could not sostain my weight and I ended up kneeling on the floor, clutching the femoral area with a pained expression crossing my features, cold sweat trickling down my forehead as the intensity didn't seem to decrease.
The field had gone back to cheering me for that very accurate action, but that was before they saw me collapse as if I had just broken a bone. Over the silent field a voice could be heard, "IZZY!" screamed Yoley and her steps running and leaping over the stands could be heard like the numb clashing of dog pads on cement, silent and steady. I turned to look at her and saw her leap onto the field, her feet carried her torwards where I was still kneeling. However she never got there for I raised my hand and stopped her, "I'm fine" I gasped in my most unconvincing voice. Yoley recoiled, her feet returned her body a few steps back, her expression was worried and only then did I realize of my rudeness at the time of convincing her of my well being. She turned around and ran back torwards the stands where the rest of the Digidestined quickly turted torwards her, their lips moving and occasionally gazing at me.
I stood up with some trouble, and limped on the hurting leg, yet I attempted not to make it too obvious. The game started again after that brief moment and the loud cheers and whistles returned, as well as the ant like movement. I did not return to my active self, my fists were clenched and I was making a great effort not to scream, yet my eyes never lost the ball. I threw myself to the floor in a dive and the ball bounced off my gloved hands, yet a new pang of pain, like a shock of electricity, traveled and spread through my leg once again, which was answered by a faint gasp. I stood up again and threw the ball torwards Ken, who eyed me curiously but quickly returned to the game. I felt something warm and calid traveling down my leg, like a humid drop of hot water. I looked down and saw with great shock and almost fear that a trail of crimson blood was flowing down my leg steadily, it reached the white sock and stained it with it's intense red colour.
Yoley was not paying attention to the game but to the boy standing on the goal, the boy that seemed to be suffering yet too hard headed to resign from the match, because he was part of the team and as such had to aid them. Yet something called her attention, the crimson stain that glistened like a ruby as a sneaky ray of tender sun decided to caress it, "blood!" she gasped loudly, getting confused stares from several people around her. Without the hability to speak retired by shock she pointed a trembling hand at the goalkeeper, and it didn't take her friends and the rest of the curious members of her school to realize that the blood stain on the boy's pants was rather large. Kari covered her face with a trembling hand, "oh no, he's bleeding profusely!" she gasped an scanned the field for a familiar face. She saw him, "TAI!" she yelled and attempted to call her brother's attention.
The soccer player with the mop like hair stared at the young woman, "Kari?" he mouthed then shrugged inquiring what was her alarm. Kari pointed at the goalkeeper then at her leg, and that was enough to start the alarm in the captain. He noticed Izzy was bleeding and his skin had become very pale, his messy hair was humid with sweat and fell over his features, making him look so pale that the snow next to him would have seemed black. Tai motioned at the referee to stop the game and rushed torwards the boy, "Izzy, did you noticed you are bleeding?" he snapped angrily, yet it was obvious he was very nervous and worried for his friend's well being.
I looked up, I felt so weak, I knew what bleeding did to people but my point was that I had to help my team win, and it was just a little gash, nothing to worry about. I looked at my captain and grinned sheepishly, "it's nothing!" I said trying to look convincing, I still hadnt noticed how pale I was. Tai looked like he was about to kill me, "are you crazy? You can barely stand! Come on, let's go to the infirmary!" he growled like a rabid dog. I shook my head and got free from his grip, however as soon as I released myself from the boy I fell back and ended up sitting on the floor, "NO! I'm fine, really!" I argued back trying hopelessly to stand up. Tai shook his head and motioned at Davis to come, with their help they lifted my light weight up and carried me torwards the infirmary, behind me the gossiping that had started gradually faded as I distanced myself from the field.
Once in the infirmary the nurse ripped my soccer pant to keep me from pulling them down and perhaps damaging the wound. The old yet experienced woman retreated the bandage I had placed around my leg and I saw Tai grimace at the ugly wound, while the nurse observed me thoughtfully. I clenched my fists from the pain that spread across the wound, yet I found the fresh feeling of a slight breeze quiet pleasaruble to the damaged leg. Davis' eyes widdened, "how the heck did you get that Izzy?" he asked in a disgusted yet shocked voice. The nurse stared at my wound and smiled, "no infection, have you got a big cat or something?" she said trying to make me smile, but only managed to make me want to throw up.
I sighed and shook my head, "motorcycle, I fell with the motorcycle yesterday" I explained weakly, yet the nurse didn't seem completely convinced. She stitched the four perfect gashes with great speed and accuracy, "good, no infection, but you've got some loss of blood here, and I can say you were extremely lucky not to cut your femoral too" the nurse explained once she had finished stitching and cleaning my leg off blood.
Ken, concerned for his friend, reached the infirmary. He was about to enter when he saw the nurse treating Izzy's wound, four perfect gashes on his left leg, on the femoral area. He leaned against the wall breathing heavily, pale and shocked at the vision, "he's Blaze…Izzy is the Copper Dragon, Odaiba's Dragon" snapped Ken with a very troubled look reflecting on his features.
To Be Continued….
AN: Sorry it took me so long to write, anyways, I believe it'll be one more chapter till it's finished, and I've got some good ideas you are gonna like, so please review and tell me what you think, ok? Oh, and don't forget to check on my other stories, Mistress of the Woodland currently finished.