(Three Months After The Attack)
Dave put the baby back in the cradle and gave a sigh. It had been a month since he last tried to escape from the mansion. He went to his window, which had bars on the outside, and looked out. The Dark Dragon made sure the bars couldn't be broken by just a single dragon's power.
Dave walked out of the room and went to the dining room. He sat down at the table and saw the Dark Dragon come in. "Good morning my dear brother. Have you finally decided to join us yet?" he asked. "I would never join you if you were the last source of protection on Earth," Dave said to him.
"You need to respect your elders," the Dark Dragon said. Dave stood up and headed for the door. "You leave and you will be dead before you can even get a few feet away from the mansion," the Dark Dragon told him. Dave stopped and turned to face the Dark Dragon. "Let me out of the house now," he said. "First of all, it is a mansion," the Dark Dragon said. "I don't give a damn about what it is! Let me out!" Dave yelled. "Yeah right. And let you get to your brother?" the Dark Dragon asked. "They will be after me soon," Dave said. "Let them try," the Dark Dragon said with an evil smile.