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Warnings and pairings: see prologue.
A/N: I'm sooo lazy that even can't imagine how I will finish this! Only your reviews can inspire me! So far thaks to Jjinks for being my only reviewer:) I ADORE you so MUCH! By the way, thanks also for showing me such a place like fictionpress:) It's quite interesting there!
So… What was I up to? Oh, yeah…
Chapter 2
Whisper, hissing, growling…
He was so used to such kinds of sounds, that entered the cave without any exess thought. Not like the rest people behind him. Wincing and trembling, the group of recruits tried to stay as close as possible to their leader.
Sure, these creatures must be scaring them shirtless… Need to warn Shaar not to…
The man gritted his teeth and shook his head as he heard a loud howl. In the next moment one of the big long hydra's muzzles leaned out of the secret pit. There, right between the monster's ears, sat a young man. He was, definitely, very pleased with himself, judging by the huge grin on his face.
- Welcome back, master! - he cried and started waving madly with his hands.
The man rolled his eyes and frowned. As if wolves and orks, locked in cages in the walls, weren't enough for the newcomers…
It would be a miracle now if at least half of them will join us…
- What d'you think you're doing? I leave and order you to guard the entrance and now find you enjoying yourself! Maybe I should have left you in the dirt that day…
There, a little bit of scaring would be good for him.
Immediately, the young man jumped off the hydra and fell on his knees in front of the man. His long fiery red hair hid the green eyes full of tears.
- I'm sorry, master. Please forgive my behaviour. I only wanted to tell you that the Oracle wishes to speak to you.
The man nodded and put his hand on the boy's head.
- It's allright, Shaar, I'm not angry. I'll go to Oracle then. Watch over the new group while I'm away. Can I trust you on this one?
- Yes, master! - whispered the young man absorbing the moment of tenderness with his heart.
The man left the cave and blew a little horn that hung on his neck.
IIII
Shaar watched as his master sat on the snow-white dragon and flew away.
Sometimes I think he is a dragon himself. With the white hair he has… The way he speaks… The way he moves… He is so proud, so strong, so sure. He is a dragon or maybe… a king. He must be…
Shaar embraced himself with his hands suddenly too overwhelmed with memories. Truth to be said, there wasn't many…
His master found him in the dirt several months ago. In the dirt of city streets. What was before that Shaar didn't remember. Even magicians couldn't do anything. When they tried to find his memories deep inside his head, they saw only darkness. Like he didn't exist before…
Shaar shivered a little. It was a horrible feeling. Not knowing who you are…
Then the boy braced himself. He had things to do. For his master.
His master. The only one who cared about him.
The only thing that mattered.
IIII
Finally the day was over.
That one more damn day is over.
Queen Serena lay on the bed hiding her face in the pillows. She wanted to yell someone's head off, she wanted to ruin the castle, she wanted to kill the destiny if the one existed, she wanted to cry like a little child. But she hadn't any rights to do all of these. So she squinted fighting the tears in her eyes.
A shy knock came from the door.
- Who is it? - she snapped.
- It's me. May I come in?
Her husband. Olvin the Shining. Olvin the Goddamn Ass who couldn't do anything about the present situation. And more to say… Who even didn't realize the whole truth, the future which awaited their children. In any case…
- Go away. I must rest.
Silence fell for a few minutes, then Serena heard him leaving. She giggled.
You're such a weakling, my dear husband. How could I ever fall in love with you?
The woman curled on the bed.
But that doesn't matter now. Nothing matters. I'm trapped.
She clenched her fists gripping the silver crystal tightly in one of her hands.
My last hope whatsoever…
Serena closed her eyes, relaxing, though her features stayed strained.
You've finally did it, sister. You trapped me. But don't think I will surrender so easily… If I am to fall then you'll fall with me, I swear.
Finally, the day is really over.
IIII
- Good evening, the cute one! - smiled the Oracle waving with his bone tail.
The man frowned.
- I guess if I ask you not to call me 'cute one' again, you won't listen to me?
- Heh, of course not! Because you ARE the cute one and noone will change that!
The man put hands on his hips.
- Yeah, I missed you too. Some important things to be discussed?
The bone dragon sighed heavily.
- Work always first? Allright… Here, look in the waters.
The man moved forward and stood near one of the dragon's paw. In front of them was a little lake, its surface covered with mist. The Oracle hissed something and blew the mist away with one deep outward breath.
The mist dissapeared and little waves, caused by the wind, gathered in the center of the lake, from where the picture started to show up. There, on the water surface, a figure could be seen. Dressed in black from head to feet so that noone could understand a man was it or a woman. The figure was moving in the forest, carefully melting into the darkness. Suddenly it tossed its head and growled some words. Immediately the surface blew with waves.
The dragon only purred when felt cold freshing water covering his paws. The man standing near him sceptically tried to squeeze water out of his fur jacket.
- Why, cute one? You didn't make a shield?
The man sneered at the Oracle.
- I thought, whomever it was, he wouldn't detect you so fast. Why did you show me him, anyway?
The dragon gazed at his paws.
- He or she would play one of the important roles in the game you are leading.
- A danger or an ally?
- Could be both. Depends on the person himself.
The man rolled his eyes.
- You are so helpful! As always.
The bone dragon grinned.
- I'm an Oracle, remember? Oracles don't give simple answers. That's my job.
- Fine. See you soon then, my tormentor.
The Oracle stared at the leaving man, his tail embracing his paws.
Be careful, my cute one. Be careful.
You're playing with fire.
At the thought the bone dragon bursted out laughing.
With fire indeed…
A/N: Ughhh… I'm feeling myself evil. I don't name heroes, I'm planning so much surprising events that even can't remember everything myself. I need to write them down while you read…