A/N: Just a one-shot about Liam Ironarm and his death. Told in Liam's POV, my first attempt at writing first person. I know Liam's dead but this is before and a little past it.
Death of the Dragon
By: AnimalWriter1
The coronation of a prince into a king is supposed to be an important event. One to be remembered, all I saw now was death and chaos as I thrashed out with foot and fist. I wanted to protect Tortall's king; if I were to die today…then I would die as the Shang Dragon, nothing more or less.
The king, fraught with concentration is drawing upon the lands power. I concentrated on my enemies, ducking a sword swipe as I kicked out and finally killing the soldier with a fatal blow to the back of the head. More swarmed upon us and still I fought, while others lay dead and dying, mere shells of the once lively court, now at the hands of the Black God.
The earth shifted and the forming of an earthquake began…
I felt a burning sensation in my chest, I also felt the warm trickle of blood flow from the wound, and I did not need to look down to see the arrow that protruded from my chest, but I didn't falter. Still the battle raged on, more of the innocent dead more of the convicted still alive. Three more arrows burrowed into my chest. That totaled four, but no arrow could crush my spirit and yet, I remained standing and fighting, weaker now but still my blows were lethal.
The earth shifted with sudden jerks now, the castle was crumbling from on top of us as the king called on more power.
Two more arrows were fired and I felt the hot river of my lifeblood spill once again, I was becoming weaker, that I knew, but what of Alanna? What had happened to her?
"Are you safe, Kitten?' I thought as the brinks of my vision began to blacken. I felt numb to the pain as two more arrows, eight arrows in total, brought me to my knees. I wanted to keep defending Tortall's king but as the sounds of battle began to fade, my vision slowly growing dim, the Black God pulling me slowly into his hold…
"Come' a voice called inside my mind, "It is time Ironarm Dragon…' I guessed this to be the Black God calling me to the Peaceful Realms. I wanted to continue, continue my life, but as a Shang I also knew my fate.
And now was time.
Dutifully I followed the god down a dark tunnel, I could hear the voices of those long lost whispering to me of the Mortal Realms.
I followed the Black God of death through the tunnel, and into the summoning light into the realms of peace…
"Goodbye' "Don't blame yourself for this, kitten I chose my life…' "I knew of my doom' " And now this is goodbye… forever' I thought as the life I knew faded from existence.
A/N: Should I change it? Add a new chapter? Please tell me if I should!
Anyway,
Fare thee well,
- AnimalWriter1