The Angel
By:
Moonlight at Midnight
Chapter Seven—
The next day was Sunday and all the family had to go to church. Dragon absolutely dreaded going to church, it wasn't because the pastor was as boring as reading a dictionary, it was because Brute couldn't come along.
She had to spend an hour of listening to the pastor talking about sin in today's world, amongst other things. Not that anyone knew how bored Dragon was; she wore the expression of an angel on her face.
After church everyone would head back to the castle to get changed out of their Sunday clothes, and have a picnic outside on the grounds. Therefore, this Sunday was no different.
Brute always waited for Dragon outside the side door, wagging his tail as she came over and picked him up.
"How did you spend your Sunday morning Brute?" Dragon asked.
Well since you asked, I spent the morning thinking up an extremely evil prank to play on Chrestomanci.
Dragon cocked her eyebrow, "You're going to play a prank on-"
Shush! He's coming this way, I don't want him to suspect a thing.
Dragon shook her head at Brute, "What did you do?"
Brute just wagged his tail, and followed her to her bedroom so she could get changed out of her itchy Sunday clothes.
Chrestomanci bid them hello as they passed by, but he might as well had been talking to a wall. Brute's tail stood right up in the air in mid wag, and Dragon's face was blank, as if she had given up thought.
Then after a second, he saw Dragon shudder and Brute's tail begin to wag again.
As he passed he muttered, "How strange," under his breath.
PICNIC LUNCH
Cat watched Dragon feed scraps to Brute and couldn't help but notice the flowered barrette at the top of her braid. From the look of Dragon it seemed as if she was having fun teasing Brute with her food.
He turned to Chrestomanci to ask him a question, but decided against it because he wore his vague look in Dragon's direction.
Mr. Saunders had given up art for the time being and started talking about France, not that anyone was attending.
Millie's gaze would rest upon Brute now and then, while Janet was buried in a book on Cricket, Roger was busy with perfecting his new soldiers, and Julia was busy writing an essay for Mr. Saunders.
Cat sighed, and then began mentally preparing himself for the exam Chrestomanci was going to give him on all the 12 series'.
DRAGON
Dragon soon found out after dinner that Brute decided not to perform his prank on Chrestomanci; he would rather do it tomorrow morning with everyone watching. Dragon secretly thought Brute lost his nerve at the last minute but said nothing to damage his ego.
Instead, she grabbed her nightgown and a pair of underwear and went into the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed. Then she brushed her teeth, combed her hair and hopped into bed.
At first sleep would not come for a while then suddenly she couldn't remember the last thing she did before she slept. All she could remember was her dream, and that scream…
CAT
Cat snapped out of sleep in an instant, he heard someone screaming bloody murder in their room. He grabbed his robe, tied it, then ran out into the hall to figure out where the scream was coming from, but instead he found a bunch of people standing outside Dragon's door, begging her to open the it.
Even Chrestomanci, in all his being, could not open the door. All they could hear was that scream…that terrifying scream.
DRAGON
Dragon dreamed a horrible dream. So much death…destruction. Everything, gone. The place she used to visit in her dreams before her parents died loomed overhead like a storm cloud. She had not had a dream like this in so long…it didn't seem real, but if felt real.
She heard the howl of the wolves again, as the full moon rose in the sky. She walked towards it. Her head told her to turn back, run, keep at least a good 50 miles between her and it. But she walked on all the same.
She was now in front of the place. She walked in and headed for that door, the door that stood out from the rest of them in her mind. She'd occasionally stumble over the ruins of her dress. But she still walked.
The ground around her was dead, and although the moon was at it's peak, it still seemed dark. Her hand reached for the door, she turned the knob…then she screamed.
BRUTE
Brute awoke in the same manner as Cat, to the sound of Dragon's scream. He shot up and jumped onto to Dragon. She tossed and turned, and screamed with all her lungpower. Her face had turned grey, and she began sweating.
Brute jumped onto her chest, and swished his tail over her face in hopes of getting a reaction but all he got was a load of choking, a gasp, and an even louder scream.
Then Brute ran for the door, scratching at the spell that held it closed, tearing clawing as best as he could, then when he heard that all the men on the other side of it were going to ram it, he tore the last strand and bolted underneath the bed as the door tore off its hinges.
CAT
Cat watched the door tear down and Chrestomanci run in without a second thought in his head. Then he saw Mr. Saunders, and everybody else in the family, including Lily Ann, run in with concerned looks on their faces.
Chrestomanci went in and shook Dragon to wake her up but all she did was gasp in more air and scream. He turned and gave a helpless look to Saunders and Cat.
They both walked forward and tried to cast as many spells on Dragon as they could to see if that would wake her up, but he watched as one after another failed.
Dragon's body lunged up and her screams became gasps and chokes, then he say Brute shoot out from under the bed and literally lunge at Dragon, he hissed, scratched, and tore into Dragon with his teeth, until finally she was covered in tiny cuts and bite marks. Before long, her gasping stopped and her body sank into the bed. She sat up gasping for air and looking around wildly as if she never left her dream.
DRAGON
It didn't take long for Dragon to snap out of her dream and realize that everyone was trying to talk to her all at once. And after she realized that, she felt dozens of her nerves shoot messages of pain to her brain.
"Obviously you were having a nightmare," Chrestomanci said, "but what kind of nightmare could do that?"
Dragon gave him a grey look, she felt sick.
"What happened during your dream?" Cat asked.
"I…it…and everything…" Dragon stammered trying to explain, her brain rushed her through the experience before she lost it for good, "I don't know…I thought I did…but now…"
Then she felt a burning sensation course through her body and saw Brute standing to the side of her bed wearing a strange look on his face as if the worst thing in the world had happened.
Then a bright flash of light blinded her and she heard someone say in a voice that seemed familiar but she couldn't place it in her mind.
"I think you all should back up and give her some breathing room; she looks like she's going to get sick so somebody grab a rubbish bin."
She turned towards the voice and found a strange man standing wear Brute had stood seconds before.
END OF CHAPTER SEVEN
A/N. I'm pretty sure I missed a few things grammar wise in this chapter so if I did, please find it in your heart to forgive. I'm not very good at editing.
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