The heavy scent of dragons filled the air as he entered the stables. No guards were needed here as the dragons would flame any who should not be there.
One raised her head and blinked sleepily as he passed. "Hush my beauty; I am here for a friend."
She let her head drop down and puffed a small cloud of smoke. A red scare shone angrily on her neck, reminding him of his mission.
He grabbed the saddle from the room across from the stables and slipped into the one holding the silver dragon. "Zenos's, it's time."
The massive one stirred, stretching his great wings that bushed the ceiling. Opening one eye he nudged his human counter part.
"Stop it." he grabbed the silver head and looked deep into blue eyes, "Tonight we strike."
Slipping under the scared forepaw, he quietly placed the saddle upon the back and set to work adjusting straps for his dragon's comfort.
"Danny?" He froze mid air, hand gently placed on the shoulder strap. He willed Zenos to act as if nothing were amidst, but it was too late.
She slipped behind the forepaw and stair up at him. "Are you going to fight them?"
He floated down and landed next to her, drinking in her violet dress and matching eyes. He wanted to stay and forget about everything, the war, the carnage, but if he did, the battle would come to them anyway. Everything he loved would be destroyed.
"I have to. Too many have already died. Don't worry, I'll be back."
"What if you don't come back?" Worry filled her face.
He wanted to take the burden off her shoulders; however, he knew he may never come back. In fact he didn't really plan to, as long as their leader was dead.
"I'll be back. But if you have something to say to me, now would be a good time."
For a moment, the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of dragons. Then she threw her arms around him.
"Just do what needs to be done."
That head ache was back. When he tried to raise a hand to his head he found it stuck. Then he attempted to sit up. A crunch came from his cast and there seemed to be something holding him down.
"Don't bother trying to escape. You can't."
'Oh great, the crazy girl. Wait that means that Vlad couldn't handle them. Crap.'
Candles were the only lighting in the room. Other than that it was darker than Sam's room.
"The walls are a foot deep of stone and have sealing spells all over. I'm sitting in front of the only exit. Even if you did manage to get up, you would have to go though me and the rest of the order."
'Why do the bad guys always have to rant about how cool they are?' "So why am I here?"
The girl gave him a wicked smile, "You'll find out soon enough."
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"Damn it!" The table broke in half under his hands.
"Not my fault this time.' Skulker said as he dragged Vlad back down into the chair.
"I know that! Where did they take him?" he tried to pull away from the bandages.
"Up North. You need rest. With those injures, going after him will only get you captured too. And would you stop fidgeting!"
"I know better than to fight like this, unlike some." He shot the elf a glare yet settled anyway. "However, if they think I'm rushing in head first, then I might be able to create an opening for a pawn."
"That was your evil plot voice, what exactly do you have in mind?'
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Valerie raced down the halls. Mr. Masters told her there would be little time; she'd have to be in and out without notice. However that didn't mean she was not without insurance.
She was packing a hand gun that masters told her not to "Point at anything you don't what in a million pieces." She liked the sound of that. Several other items were on her person that packed a wallop.
Despite the weapons, she had only one mission: save Danny.
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The ground rushed up to meet them as they landed. He dismounted with a soft clunk. Tonight would be the night. He pulled out a black ring and slid it onto his finger and then entered the gates alone, his steed free to leave.
The stony halls were dark except for the candles and the waning moon shining in though the slits of window. Even though it was silent, he knew they were here, he could feel them.
Seals etched in blood were on the walls, making it impossible to employ his usual tactics. Not that he planed on relying on them.
At the center of the structure, he met his foe.
Those dreams would not leave him alone. The room came back into focus and he heard foot steps. He was trying to remember more of his dream when he saw him.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it Daniel?" it was like a mirror, one he could not look away from. "You recognize me? Good you were the one to do this to me, trapped me in this worthless body thousands of years ago."
He didn't even bother to draw his sword; the spell would be enough. The dark shadow was barely recognizable as humanoid, it's body seemingly made of black water, a monster, his foe. In a rush of rapids, it lunged for him but he nimbly dodged to the side.
He raised his hand and a dark aura glowed from the ring.
"You thought you could kill me, and you nearly did. At the last moment I stole your body, you underestimated me."
Thronos, the god of death, appeared. A Phoenix perched on his right shoulder and a scythe of steel in his left hand. Black robes billowed around him, yet the air was still.
The silver blade cut thought the air and darkness fell.
"I did not die, but I remained stuck in this weak shell until such a time I could use the counter part of you spell and call upon Gaia, the goddess of life."
Danny felt himself shutter. Who knew how old the guy was, and the spell sounded like trouble. "No, I won't let you."
"How are you going to stop me? Everything is exactly were I need it to be. Not even Plasmas can stop me, and his forces are trying as we speak. No ghost can penetrate my fortress. Soon the world will bow before the Twilight Order, and we will rule in our immortal bodies forever. No longer will we be feel the bane of our half-lives, we will be free to create as much chaos as we wish."
"Dude, you are one seriously crazed up fruit loop." he couldn't help it; he had lost all respect for the take over the world people. Fighting evil ghosts everyday did that to a guy.
"You still don't remember? I had hoped to see the agony on your face when you realized that your noble sacrifice was for nothing."
He leaned down to kissing his prey's lips and then whispered into his ear. "Good-bye Daniel."
The scream echoed though out the dungeon.