Chapter 3
Blood KKarnage
Slakk finally reached the baths. Well, there it was; hanging on the hook dangling from the "swing". Slakk grabbed it and turned around to start his walk back, when he ran into what felt like a brick wall.
His first thought was that Xearo had run down there to help him. However, when he looked up and saw who it was… he was almost paralyzed from fear. Likkarn was standing over him with his dragon red eyes.
"Well, what piece of shit do we have here? Leave something behind worm waste?" Likkarn's voice was like death in it's self already. Slakk was stuttering over his words… as if he were deciding whether to tell the truth, or try and cover up for Jakkin.
"I… it wasn't…. I didn't do it… it was… it was…" Slakk whispered his answer as if it would forgive his betrayal, "It was… it was Jakkin." Likkarn let go of his grasp a little… then dragged Slakk along down the hall to the stalls.
Likkarn was outside of the stalls, but his essence was aggravating the female dragons, and Xearo felt something wrong. He was still unsure of what it was, but he looked at Jakkin who was helping with cleaning the outside part of the stalls.
"Jakkin… where's Slakk? He should have been here by now." Jakkin stood up and shrugged. However, he was interrupted by Blood Brothers houghing. Jakkin looked over at him… shocked. Xearo moved between them, pushing Jakkin backwards. Houghing is never a good sign… if a dragon starts houghing… run as fast as you can to the nearest extinguisher.
"Go… go… NOW!" Jakkin obeyed and ran out… but ran right into the brick wall. Jakkin looked up; he too, was paralyzed with fear. Jakkin was stuttering the words of about twenty sentences. Likkarn just stared at him, and then spoke with the deathly voice.
"Well, I think it's time a finally put you in for it Jakkin Stewart. I think a debagging of your little bag will do just fine… and no more dragon baths for you." Likkarn smiled with his victorious battle fought. Jakkin just stood up and kept trying to warn Likkarn of the dragon. However, Jakkin was thrown aside by Xearo, who almost leveled Likkarn in to the wall.
Likkarn stood up and was about to start fighting back when the roar of Blood Brother was heard through out the halls. Likkarn stood back as Xearo turned around to see Blood Brother knocking the 2 ton wooden door off its hinges.
"Likkarn, bro… I think… I'm going to need help with this one." Xearo pulled out his favorite concealed weapon, the Shan-Hiei. It was basically just a pole that shortened up into a single six inch piece. Only brawl contestants were aloud to have one. They weren't very strong, so not many people would need or want to have one anyways. However, they did give off a decently strong electric shock. He almost never uses it, never has to; but after the night some kids from a rival brawl jeesh tried to jump him, he carried it all the time.
Xearo would have to hit it in certain places at just the right time; it was almost impossible to do it, but Xearo wasn't aiming to kill the beast. He merely wanted to get its attention away from Likkarn, who was going to move slowly towards the extinguishers. Xearo stood still as the dragon roared on and on. Finally, it looked down at Xearo. It was rather displeased with him. Xearo waited for Blood Brother to shift his wait to his right front foot, like he always does. Although he was unsure Blood Brother would do it… it didn't shock him to see it happen.
Xearo took 2 steps foreword moving his body between the dragon's legs. He then stopped and hit the backside of the right front foot. The tensing of the muscles would make it a great target for an electric shock, but Blood Brother was in too much of a rage to notice. He merely stumbled and took a swipe at Xearo, who was now in front of him. Xearo tried to move fast enough, but he was not God. The claw caught on his shirt, ripping it from his body.
The back claw barely touched his skin, leaving a minor scratch. Xearo stumbled backwards and set up for another strike. He was now standing over Jakkin's body; directly under the head of the beast. Xearo only saw the turning of Blood Brother's head and only heard the retort of the extinguisher. He look quickly to Likkarn then at Blood Brother; perfect shot, directly between the eyes….
Thoughts……
Blurs…….
Memories of things not to be remembered…..
Voices…..
Xearo opened his eyes; but what he saw almost made him pass out again. Only his left eye saw, his right eye… where was his right eye! Xearo sat up, ignoring the extreme pain in his head and back.
"WOA! Sit down Xearo, you're not going anywhere after that." A voice… a lovely pleasant voice that seemed familiar to him. Who… where… Xearo looked around, trying to see where he was… he had a hard time seeing as he now only had ONE EYE! White… o GOD! He must be in the Hospice! The thought of letting Aren see him like this almost made him want to die. Aren… that was the voice! He looked over at the bed next to him. JAKKIN! Xearo got up but was pulled down immediately.
"No Xearo. He's fine don't worry. Look… let me tell you what happened." What? What happened? Aren was making no sense! She sat down on the end of the bed, hands forming a U shape around her chin. Even with one eye, Xearo still thought she was beautiful, as he always did. Everyone else knew they liked each other; it had been going on for years. They just didn't really bother with pair bonding.
"Look, you remember up to…. What point?" It all made sense… he was fighting Blood Brother… then Likkarn shot the beast… then… then… blank. He must have been thinking aloud because Aren started the story.
"Blood Brother's blood hit Jakkin on three points on his back. A few drops hit you on your right eye… don't touch the patch just yet… wait another 10 minutes or so… well you lost your real eye is pretty much as easy as I can say it. Plus the dragon fell on you… but anyways… Master paid for an operation… that's why you have the patch… when you remove it… you'll see what the operation was for." Aren… so bland… so confusing… AND GOD DID HIS HEAD HURT! That's all he remembered…
Voices…
Echoes…
Memories of things that should not be remembered…
Laughs…
Then peace…
Author: so… very rushed I know… wait till I get started on the important stuff… No… Xearo is not dead… I know a lot of you are prolly wishing that at this point so I can stop writing this crap! (o.00.o) I'll keep going until someone says "STOP! YOUR STORY SUCKS! SO STOP TRYING TO LIVE OUT YOUR PATHETIC MISERABLE LIFE!"
