Chapter Six; Two Paths of the Dragon
The Chief of Staff at the D.C.M.C. was annoyed. This hospital had visiting hours, sure, but they were for humans! That Cain guy had come in, and now there were five teens, a kid, and seven dragons in the room! He would have to make a rule prohibiting things like that.
Kitt sighed, they had been next to Cain's bed for two hours now, and there had been no improvement. The doctors said he was in a coma, it could last anywhere from five minutes to five weeks. Moordryd was huddled in a corner with Decepshun and Kett trying to comfort him, Artha, Lance, and their dragons were against the back wall, Belladona, Wyldfyr, and Kitt were watching Cain for any sign of him waking, Coershun had laid down, and placed his head at his racer's side, and Parm and Cyrano were chatting with a doctor, well, Cyrano was looking at the doctor reproachfully.
"Listen," said the doctor, "I have done all possible. He should be fine, and visiting hours will be over soon. You all need to go."
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Lance woke up, it was still dark out. He yawned, and stretched, then looked around.
'Where's Moordryd? I thought everyone was in here,' he thought, and, waking Fracshun, slipped out. They saw the teen and his dragon standing outside, looking up, towards the lights of Sun City. Lance smiled, and said, "Hi Moordryd!"
Moordryd spun, as did Decepshun, and they stared at Lance, who was staring at them with big, innocent, aren't-I-cute eyes.
'That look should require a license, as a lethal weapon."
"Do you miss living up there?"
"What? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Yeah, I guess I do miss it, a little."
Lance hopped up on a crate, and looked up too, "What do you miss most?"
Moordryd glanced at Decepshun, "Well, I know Decepshun and I both miss seeing the stars, we'd be lucky to see them down here. Listen, I've got to do some thinking, so later." Moordryd walked off.
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He and Decepshun wandered Down City for a while, just looking at things. Decepshun knew Moordryd felt guilty, because if he had still been in charge if the Dragon Eyes, Cain wouldn't have gotten hurt. She really wished he would stop beating himself up for it. Coershun had been allowed to stay in the hospital, by Cain's side. She softly padded next to Moordryd, who really seemed lost.
Moordryd felt lost. Decepshun was walking with him through Down City. Suddenly, she stopped, and growled very low. Moordryd was surprised to see Word Payyn, his father, step out of the shadows.
"Lovely night for a stroll, hm Moordryd?" he asked pleasantly. Moordryd eyed him, and he continued, "Of course, it would be lovelier if you friend Cain wasn't hurt."
Decepshun growled, and Moordryd fumed, both thinking, 'How dare he!'
"You see, I was furious with Vysa, leaving him like that, one does not treat their friends like that. Or their family."
Moordryd relaxed his guard a little while Decepshun heightened hers. She knew Word was planning something, she was an instinctive dragon.
"I was wondering if you would come back."
Moordryd's brain went numb, and not because it was a cold night. Two parts of him were raging, the part that knew what Word was doing was wrong and that Moordryd should try to stop him, the other reminding him that Word was his father, offering him another chance.
Decepshun sensed a change in Moordryd, and she could almost feel what was going on. being a very smart dragon she knew that Moordryd had never fully opened the door to his good side, because he still had his foot in the door full of yearning for his father's love. Tonight, one of those doors would have to close forever, to fully let Moordryd's destiny unfold.
"I have a project that I need you for. All you need to do is steal the dragons of Penn Racing, with assistance of course."
Click
Something went off in Moordryd's brain. He whispered, "But they're my friends."
"So?"
"So, I won't betray them!" Moordryd snapped, and as he flung open the door to his good side, he slammed the other door, the other choice, forever, 'Sorry Word, but unlike you, I don't find friendship overrated."
Decepshun immediately mag-ed Moordryd onto her back, and raced off, leaving Word in the dust.
Word Payyn smiled. 'The good thing about being a genius,' he thought, 'is your plans can still stand through variations. True Moordryd refused, but I wouldn't have really let him lead again, I would have let him think he was in charge. Alas, that did not come together, but, my other plan, that is working. Soon I will have many more wraiths. And then, the war will start!'
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Moordryd rode back to the stables, and found Lance standing outside. Lance and Fracshun were still looking up, at the Sun City lights. As Moordryd approached, the kid smiled, and said, "You know, I've seen the stars before, but I think looking up at those lights is way more drac. I mean, they're multicolor, and they change a lot."
Moordryd smirked as he and Decepshun went inside, "Shouldn't you be asleep?"
Lance stood dumbfounded for a second, then muttered, 'Yeah," and went in, but as he was closing the door behind his dragon, he glanced out, and was confused as a set of lights, around the east side of Sun City, went out.
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Yeah, the Word scene was short, the leadingto a little OOC ness, but I went brain dead. sorry. and an apology to Sarah Frost for getting mad at her reveiw. Sorry for that too.