A Dragon's Tale

Was it worth it?

Sorin kept the dragons in his sight and he pulled the trigger; the first round was tipped with a tiny amount of an EMP and the round slammed into the middle of the dragons. Their cloak was killed and Fox threw a grenade; it detonated and his two teammates fired their weapons. The dragons were caught in an ambush and Sorin began landing headshots as their shields were also deactivated. They retreated and Fox got on his Comm.

"Sorin, thanks for the cover."

"No problem." Sorin slammed a new clip into his rifle and he swung the scope to the left. The rest of Fox's team was nowhere in sight. "Fox, the rest of your team has vanished; I think they have been captured."

"Where were they taken do you think?" Sorin scanned the cityscape with his scope and he spotted a giant dragon transport two miles away.

"There's a transport about two miles east of here."

"Can you meet us where we are and give me some help with the dragons down here?"

"Be there in a few." Sorin shouldered his rifle and he leapt off the building. His claws extended and he vaulted onto the roof of another edifice as he used his massive energy to travel over to where Fox was.

"So this is the resistance that you were taking about?" A Hierarch asked.

"Yes Holy One." Treylon said and he rested a blaster on Katt's head.

"Have you come to kill us?" Falco raised his head and he looked into the dragon's eye.

"No, we have come to avenge the deaths that your race has caused lizard." Treylon slammed the gun butt on Falco's head and he hit the floor.

"Don't disrespect the Holy Ones; I might have to kill you." Treylon said and Slippy looked up.

"Do you know how much destruction you caused?" Treylon pointed his blaster at the frog and he smiled.

"Shut the Hell up, frog." He pulled the trigger and the laser round passed through Slippy's arm. He screamed as blood exploded onto the deck.

"That will be enough." Treylon turned around and Fox and his team had their weapons raised.

"YOU!" Treylon yelled and a dragon appeared next to Fox. "Sorin?"

"Treylon, my Capitan no longer."

"You are a traitor to the dragon race; I'll make sure that you are put to death." A Hierarch said.

"No, you have no followers left." Treylon felt his heart sink; his race was truly decimated now. "Put the weapon on the ground Treylon, your Judgment has come."

"No…I will not…" He whipped his blaster up and while rolling to the left, he fired. Sorin leapt in front of Fox and his team and his shields absorbed the lasers. Treylon laughed and he vanished.

"Fox, I'll take Treylon, you hold onto the Hierarchs."

"Go for it, Sorin." The dragon vanished and Fox raised his weapon. "You're all under arrest."

"I told you this was a bad idea." A dragon said and he whacked the one to his left.

"Give it a rest."

Sorin stepped quietly as he walked through the bombed out city. All his senses were amped up and there was a small noise to his left. He thrashed out with the butt of his gun rifle and it hit something solid. Treylon became visible and Sorin materialized as Treylon clutched his stomach; the butt had a blade on the end and it had severely damaged that section of the shields.

"Treylon," The dragon slowly stood up and Sorin raised his rifle.

"Sorin, why has it come to this?"

"I didn't want to become involved in this war."

"So are you just going to shoot me?" Treylon said and Sorin threw down his rifle.

"No, that would be unfair. You know, Cornerians aren't as bad as they seem."

"Bullshit Sorin, you have sided with the enemy. They killed our race! They washed our glorious planet with radiation and we have been hunted like dogs."

"Yes, that is true but I just can't-"

"Can't what!" Treylon screamed as he unleashed his claws. "Can't kill Cornerians? That's why I got into this war! I wanted to prove this to my father that I could become the dragon that he wanted me to be."

"So you are doing this only for your father?"

"SORIN! DON'T YOU GET IT? OUR RACE IS SHITTED AND WE CAN'T DO ANYTHING!" He screamed and Treylon was breathing hard.

"Well, I can do something about it; I can continue my life with the Cornerians and accept the fact that I might be the last of my race."

"No Sorin, you won't be the last." Treylon had a thermal grenade in his claws and he threw it onto Sorin. It stuck to his shields and Treylon held the detonator in his claws. "I will." Treylon was about to about to push the button when a bolt slammed into his paw and it shattered the device.

"I doubt that." Fox said as he pulled the trigger. Rounds began slamming into Treylon's shield and he held out his paw, it caught the beams but Sorin also fired and he was double teamed. His shields gave out and the rounds stopped slamming into him as he collapsed to his knees. Krystal walked up and he clutched his paw as she raised a blaster.

"For Cerinia and for Corneria." The blaster echoed through the shells of buildings and Treylon hit the ground. Silence reigned and Krystal dropped the weapon; she was overcome with grief as she saw Treylon's body. It wasn't pity but she hadn't killed an animal in cold blood. Fox encircled her with his arms and Sorin walked over to them.

"Is it over?"

"Yes, this whole war is over." Fox answered.

Was it?

Well, that looks like a good ending for this story. I'll now work on Fatal Intent under the name of In Evil Residing. And I plan to end Dance of the Macabre too soon so keep a look out. As usual, drop me a line, my email is on my profile if you have any comments. Don't use the one where you would have to log in for, that's why I made it that way. Later.

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